In 1984 I had reached the bottomless pit of despair. I wes addicted to alcohol for many years, had tried AA, but though it helped, I failed to stay sober. I decided to commit suicide after a long drinking binge. Alone, sick and tired of being sick and tired, I picked up my 45 Colt and muttered something stupid like, "Here I come", but noticed that my bottle of cheap wine still had a swallow or two in it. A typical alcoholic reaction ensued; I picked it up - if I was going to Hell I sure wasn't going to leave any booze behind - that would have been the epitome of alcohol abuse! I drained it, and with my gun in hand, sat it on the floor. At that moment I heard a soft but authoritarian voice say, "Jay Arr, you have had your last drink"!
There was no one in the house but me. Even my dog had left me. Immediately following the voice I experienced an overwhelming physical surge of belief that it was really true, and I have never had a conscious desire for a drink since. I called my wife, from whom I was separated again, and told her I had quit drinking. Even now she can't really believe it. That was on August 4, 1984, and I am still sober. I have occasionally shared this story at AA meetings with mixed responses, mostly positive, and others have eagerly shared their own spiritual awakenings and experiences. Others thought I had nothing more than some kind of auditory hallucination, but I know better.
There is still in the realm of the spiritual so much we don't know. That experience has opened the door to a life I never thought was available; a life of conscious and constant communication with a Higher Power. Thank you God.