The idea of faith is a very large chunk to swallow when fear,
doubt and anger abound in and around me. Sometimes just the
idea of doing something different, something I am not accustomed
to doing, can eventually become an act of faith if I do it
regularly, and do it without debating whether it's the right
thing to do. When a bad day comes along and everything is
going wrong, a meeting or a talk with another drunk often
distracts me just enough to persuade me that everything is
not quite as impossible, as overwhelming as I had thought.
In the same way, going to a meeting or talking to a fellow
alcoholic are acts of faith; I believe I'm arresting my disease.
These are ways I slowly move toward faith in a Higher Power.