A Vision for You
...Two days later, a future fellow of Anonymous Alcoholism stared glassily at the strangers beside his bed. "Who are you fellows, and why this private room? I was always in a ward before."
They grinned, which he didn't like so much. Said one of the visitors, "We're giving you a treatment for alcoholism."
Hopelessness was written large on the man's face as he replied, "Oh, but that's no use. Nothing would fix me. I'm a goner. The last three times, I got drunk on the way home from here. I'm afraid to go out the door. I can't understand it."
Asked one of the visitors, "Can you move your right hand?"
With a puzzled look on his face, the man tried it, and discovered that he could.
Asked one of the visitors, as he offered a glass to the man, "Can you pick this up with your right hand, and put it to your mouth?"
The man tried it. "Why, yes, I can," said the man.
One of the visitors filled the glass with whiskey, and handed it to the man, and asked, "Can you use your right hand to lift this glass to your mouth, and drink all of this?"
The man discovered that he could.
One of the visitors filled the glass with whiskey again, and handed it to the man, and asked, "Can you use your left hand to lift this glass to your mouth, and drink all of this?"
The man discovered that he could do that, too.
Said one of the visitors, "That explains it. That is what is happening to you on the way home from here. At least one of your hands is lifting glasses of whiskey to your mouth, and you are drinking the whiskey. That is why you are getting drunk."
Said the man, "This is amazing. No one has ever been able to explain it to me so clearly before. I want to join your church right now."
The visitors thought they noticed something different about him already. He had begun to have a spiritual experience.
