Saturday, September 10, 2011

Your Own Prison.

I cry out to God, Seeking only His decision, Gabriel stands and confirms, I've created my own prison. 
 - Creed

I know of a drunk that went to a concert, grabbed a 6 pack of beer, because the place was serving it up to slow for his needs. Got caught, got handcuffed, and hauled into the security office.  Told a sob story of his divorce, and was let back into the concert.  Luck? God?  I don't know, but he did enjoy the rest of the concert and behaved. 

But what if it hadn't gone so well, what if he HAD been pulled into a real jail? It could have gone so much worse for the man.  And he would have had no one else to blame. 


I'm glad today, I don't have to be a six pack stealing thief. I can enjoy the freedom of sobriety. 

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