God came calling the other day.
At least I’m pretty sure it was Him. Sometimes it’s hard to be sure. He takes so many forms.
But I’m pretty sure it was Him, because I had been praying for guidance, and this seemed to be His answer.
If you have been reading this blog for a while, you probably know I recently got certified as an Alateen sponsor. It’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long time.
Then Alateen certification training just happened to be held on a Saturday I was going to be in town, which was rare. So I went and got certified.
I knew there was a need—a desperate need—for Alateen sponsors in a couple of groups. The problem was that those groups were held on nights that I’m almost never in town. So I’ve been praying about it, knowing that God would put me where he needed me.
Then last Monday, when I saw my sponsor at a meeting, she said: “Remind me to talk to you about Alateen during our call time.”
So I did.
My sponsor has been an Alateen sponsor for three years, in one of the groups where there is a desperate need. At this point feels she’s probably been there too long. She feels burned out. But she’s unwilling to just walk away.
“I know you’re not usually home on Thursdays,” she began. “But I was wondering if you’d be willing to commit to one week a month.”
I had thought about that myself but I worried how my husband would react, and whether one week a month was enough to forge a meaningful relationship with the kids.
But now I was feeling led.
I agreed to talk with my husband about it. As it happened, I knew this weekend we’d be home, so I could attend the meeting and meet the kids.
She told me the meetings varied between 10 and 20 kids each week.
“I have to tell you, it’s a rowdy group,” she said. “That’s part of the reason we’ve had trouble getting sponsors in there. You definitely have to be able to be willing to be tough with them and tell them to cut the crap.”
Yikes! This was beginning to sound tough.
But I reminded myself that God puts me where he needs me. That I always get more than I give. That God doesn’t choose the equipped, he equips the chosen.
I talked to my husband, and he was supportive.
So tomorrow I will attend my first Alateen meeting.
Pray for me.