I think that the first prayer that I memorized and respected was probably the Serenity Prayer. I first was exposed to it at the age of 14 or 15, probably 14 through Alcoholics Anonymous.
Many times in my life I have used this prayer as a guide. It’s a reminder of the fact that, put simply, shit happens. It’s what we choose to do with that shit that makes us who we are, and we can either summon our Serenity to accept an experience we are having, or step into the the Courage to change it. I definitely experienced summoning my Courage to change things that I knew I could address prior to learning this prayer, but knowing that is being said so frequently by so many people all over the world who accept this simple act of personal responsibility over our actions is calming to me. If you do not know it, here it is:
“God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.”
I’m thinking of this today, and was yesterday because somebody died. Someone who I love, and appreciate because at a tumultuous time in my life, he along with only a few others accepted me as I was. I always felt like when I saw him, there was no exasperation or disapproval that was made so apparent by the other adults in my life, there was a sense that they had experienced some of the same struggle, and that I was understood and accepted. Now he, and the others that filled that same role are all dead.
I’m happy to hear that he was a part of a strong community of people who loved him. I’m glad that he had 7 years of sobriety under his belt because I know that is something that he is and his friends are proud of.
This will probably be edit to be a longer more detailed post, but for the privacy of the family this is all I have for now. I believe he is with god now and that at least part of him is with me and everyone else he loved. I believe he is resting in peace & serenity.