"I've
tried everything else", I thought, "and I've got no place else to go. I
might just as well." I sat down at my desk, got a pad of paper and a
pencil, and asked myself, "If you could pick the kind of God that you could
believe in, what would He be like?" I bore in mind the facts that I was
an alcoholic and that I had been a perfectionist all my life. The world
was never perfect enough for me. Everything that I ever believed in,
every ideal that I ever followed turned out to have feet of clay. Here
was my chance. For the first time in my life, I could create something
perfect. All right! I
wrote across the page, "God is the perfection I've been searching for
all my life. He is too perfect to have human characteristics and
faults." That was the start. Then
I wrote, "God is the ultimate perfection. He is the perfect love, the
perfect truth, the perfect goodness, the perfect understanding,
tolerance, mercy, forgiveness. God is so perfect that no matter how
evil, how unclean we may be, He'll forgive us if we ask, and grant us
strength to overcome our shortcomings."
1973 AAWS, Inc.
Came to Believe, 30th printing 2004, pgs. 63-64