Sponsorship is the word today. I have a sponsor. And I am one. I reemember back when I was early in sobriety, some 28 years ago, I had not asked that guy to be my sponsor and he had not volunteered. It just worked out that way. He was talking. I was listening. Eventually, while we were taking the steps, I realized he was my sponsor. I often say that if not for him and his direction, I might not have gotten sober. And, if not for the people I sponsor now, I might not be able to stay sober. When that little johnny guy told his teacher he was having trouble with math, she gave him math homework. When I told God I was having trouble with patience and tolerance, he sent me people to sponsor.
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