Our Folded Hands

Women helping Women. Reaching out to the Sister who still suffers. Helping each other through the Good times and the Difficult times. To get to the SOBER way of life, One Day at a Time.

Promise of a new Day

Out of every crisis comes the chance to be reborn…
—Nena O’Neill—

It is not our smooth passages that reveal new understands, but the strenuous, uphill battles that benefit us with knowledge we need to grow. Looking on our challenges

as gifts whose resolution promises greater comfort makes them agreeable, perhaps even prized. Without them we stagnate, and life’s joys are few.
Life is a series of lessons. And our cries are our home work. The patients and the trust we developed while living through last week’s crisis has prepared us for greater benefits from those that lie ahead. Knowing that a crisis guarantees us the growth we deserve makes its sting endurable.
Every crisis is followed by a time of easy stepping. These restful periods let us adjust to our new stage of development, and they invite us to store up our strength, our

energy for the tests that lie ahead.
Every stage of an experience has its roots in the past and leans towards the future. I’ll trust that whatever I encounter today I’m prepared for and will benefit from.