I used to drink for the "click." That magic moment when the alcohol, after burning its way down through my throat to my stomach, would enter my bloodstream. My cares would silently, surely begin to evaporate. I could almost feel the switch of reality being turned off...
What I now believe is that every time I flipped that switch and escaped from reality I stopped growing the way that God intended. Thus when I "came to" at age 47 there was a rather large gap between my thinking and the Truth.
By trying to the best of my ability to practice the Twelve Steps in all my affairs, God is slowly but surely restoring me to His Truth. Acceptance does not mean to me that I should "like" something or that I should do just roll over and do nothing in a bad situation. Acceptance means to me facing life on life's terms and not trying to run from it or figure it out with my mind (which constantly sends me wrong information anyway).
If I can first accept without judgement
that this person, place or thing is in my life according to God's plan
and therefore can't be "wrong" -- only then can I begin to understand
the reason why he, she or it is there in the first place. I heard
once that growing spiritually is like making fine wine. First I put
my experience into the cask of acceptance and after it is aged for proper
amount of time true understanding will result.