I go shopping I look at the prices and if I need what I see
I buy it and pay. Now that I am supposed to be in rehabilitation,
I have to straighten out my life. When I go to a meeting,
I take a coffee with sugar and milk, sometimes more than one.
But at the collection time, I am either too busy to take money
out of my purse, or I do not have enough, but I am there because
I need this meeting. I heard someone suggest dropping
the price of a beer into the basket, and I thought, that's
too much! I almost never give one dollar. Like many others,
I rely on the more generous members to finance the Fellowship.
I forget that it takes money to rent the meeting room, buy
my milk, sugar and cups. I will pay, without hesitation, ninety
cents for a cup of coffee at a restaurant after the meeting;
I always have money for that. So, how much is my sobriety
and my inner peace worth?