“Why I sometimes wish I was an alcoholic”

Posted on Sunday 26 October 2008

Earlier today, I was skimming through my e-mail archives and was reminded of this article by Philip Yancey written back in May for Christianity Today, The Benefits of Brokenness. Yancey starts off the article by writing,

“Listening to the rhetoric this election season, one might assume that a new batch of politicians in Washington will solve the problems facing this country, not to mention the planet. Elect candidate X, and he or she will tackle global warming, solve the health-care crisis, eliminate poverty, right the economy, and unite a divided country.
For two problems, however, no politician dares offer a solution: death and evil. Endemic to the human condition, these two will haunt us all our days. Yet these are the very problems the gospel promises to solve—not through politics or science, but through a reclamation project begun at Golgotha.”

And a little further into the article, he writes,

“I once accepted a speaking engagement among Christians involved in Twelve Step programs such as Alcoholics Anonymous. As I talked with the attendees and pondered what to say, I finally decided on the ironic title, “Why I Wish I Was an Alcoholic.” It occurred to me that what recovering alcoholics confess every day—personal failure, and the daily need for grace and help from friends and a Higher Power—represent high hurdles for those of us who take pride in our independence and self-sufficiency.”

Good food for thought on this Sunday afternoon. Here’s the link to the full article.

2 Comments for '“Why I sometimes wish I was an alcoholic”'

  1.  
    October 27, 2008 | 11:45 am
     

    As a wife of a man who has gone through something very similar to AA, I could not agree more. As I think I stated in an earlier comment to you, I have grown closer to God through our struggles than I ever would have in a ‘normal’ life! But then again, what is normal???

  2.  
    October 28, 2008 | 12:36 am
     

    Pamela, I do remember that earlier comment. And, “what is normal?” Too often, I think, those we think of as normal are just those who are hiding their struggles, to the detriment of themselves and those around them. God save us from being “normal.”

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