here?” The man looked up and said, “No. I dropped them back there—but there it is much too dark.” The police officer asked, “Why are we looking here then?” With all sincerity, the man answered, “Because here is where the light is, and I’m afraid of the dark.” Finished with the story, my sponsor again asked, “What about the Sixth Step?” I was shocked he could ask me such a question. Of course, I was willing to change and have my Higher Power remove my defects of character, wasn’t I—was I? If I was sincerely willing to change, why did I remain so much the same?
