And let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works, not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near.

Hebrews‬ ‭10‬:‭24‬-‭25

There are two types of alcoholics: male and female. Sure, this is a pithy old timer’s reminder that we’ve all got the same problem. And have found a common solution.

There are myriad personalities, though, and when it comes to fellowship, responses vary widely.

For some diving into recovery meetings, small groups and new relationships come naturally.

For others, the social component of recovery seems as hard to embrace as using was to let go.

We find it to be important for us, though. When I first attended meetings, getting through the doors, grabbing a coffee and sitting down in a good perimeter seat was victory in itself.

I was able to follow through and repeat the keep coming back part pretty easily. But of fellowship with others, I experienced the social anxieties and false starts that I’d previously drunk to overcome.

And yet, I kept coming back anyway.

Time softens the harsh weather of emotion. Prayer erodes the petty anxieties that once crippled us.

Repetition and constancy nurture relationships. Honesty and willingness water and circulate the whole process.

Fellowship comes quick for some, and friendships follow.

Friendships came first for me as I realized that the slow work of fellowship takes a lifetime.

God, thank you for the friends I have been willing to meet.