When I am acting on fumes and my tank is low, I am glad that my God the price of my freedom and I paid the price to get to the doors of recovery.
Without a full tank, I am H.A.L.T. (hungry, angry, lonely, and tired) and this is applicable to the body, mind, and sore. My words are meaningless because I am not walking my talk, I am speaking hot air, because they are my words, not Divine Orderly Good. When I have an empty tank, I can't follow up on the Good Orderly Direction that I need each day.
I get drunk on the sound of my own voice. I get so full of myself, "Hey people, look at what I do," and it becomes more ego then carrying a testimony.
