When we move away from home and go to college, all bets are off.
I can tell you, that many of our kids are indoctrinated into colleges here in Montreal, through the vehicle of FROSH. The pre-university activity, of welcoming new students into the system, by inviting them into communities, that revolve around alcohol.
Every year, it is the same story.
There are a hundred BARS located on every corner, as far as the eye can see, because we live in a neighborhood that serves two universities, Concordia and McGill.
Every year FROSH begins a few weeks out, during Orientation.
The groups form, and for nights on end, they cruise the streets in town Bar Hoping. Cups in hand, beer and liquor follow.
Tonight, one of our kids, graduating from McGill, spoke at a meeting. She kept a secret, and only told her sponsor the other day. She was advised to share tonight.
THE BEER IN A BOX RITUAL …
When she began university, as a drinker, the group she is affiliated with had all the members buy a can of beer, and put that beer IN a BOX, for safe keeping. Those boxes have been crated and stored for what is about to happen in a few days time.
On the thirteenth, those boxes will be opened by the group. Each member being devoted to their friends, because of the university and their major of study, will be present.
My young lady friend, has her beer she put in that box, while she was drinking. And it is waiting for her. She got sober, since then.
On April 2nd … this same young woman will hit One Year Sober.
A few days before the beer extravaganza.
Tonight we heard that she wants that drink. She is going to drink that beer, no matter what, because these are her friends she has gotten to know over her university career.
These are her friends, who supposedly have her best interest in mind …
She knows that if she drinks, it will only be ONE DRINK, RIGHT ???
The next day, she can come back to a meeting and pick up a Beginner Chip, and start being sober once again.
She may not forget that she HAD been sober, or what she knows about herself today. And that life is linear, she can pick right back up, where she left off.
After she spoke, I got my three minutes in.
And told the story of Lorna Kelly, and how at over thirty years of sobriety, she was faced with a drink, for one reason or another.
On Mother Teresa’s Death Bed, while a priest was saying mass over Mother’s bed, he went to hand her a HOST, dipped in WINE. And she said to the priest, NO, I cannot have the host dipped in wine. NO WINE … Flummoxed he stepped aside her to a sister who did take the sodden wafer.
He came back around with a dry host and she received the Body of Christ.
In the end, Mother Teresa, stuck out her hand and took Lorna’s in her hand and said these words …
Very Good Lorna, You Must Protect Your Special Gift…
Mother knew Lorna was sober over thirty years.
I told two stories in three minutes to get my point across.
If you take a drink, and the rest of us don’t know about it, because it is a secret, is taking that drink, with impunity, still ok ?
I told my young friend that if she TOOK that drink, SHE would know.
And God would know.
You can do one of four things …
- YOU CAN DO THE RIGHT THING FOR THE WRONG REASON
- YOU CAN DO THE WRONG THING FOR THE RIGHT REASON
- YOU CAN DO THE WRONG THING FOR THE WRONG REASON OR
- YOU CAN DO THE RIGHT THING FOR THE RIGHT REASON
My young lady friend believes she must complete the ritual to be validated among her friends, whom she has known her entire university career. She believes that taking ONE drink, will mean, only taking ONE drink.
So I posed the question to her … What if she drinks that beer, and someone hands her MORE, will she stop at ONE, or will there be MORE to FOLLOW ???
What Would You Do ???