His divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of him who called us to his own glory and excellence.

2 Peter‬ ‭1‬:‭3

I can remember vividly thinking, “what could I possibly do to help someone else?” I wasn’t sober long enough, I wasn’t old enough, I didn’t know enough…

Yet, the advice remained the same: ask God to send me someone I can help. I was supposed to start praying for the opportunity to carry the message to someone new.

I didn’t think this was a good idea yet. I was only a handful of months into my own sobriety. But apparently, I was equipped enough, by my sponsor’s estimation, to share my experience up to that point.

Working the steps seemed stupidly easy before I was willing to actually do them. Now that I’d actually begun them with the guidance of someone else, they seemed a precarious lifeline I ought not start tossing around to others.

Fear crept around at the base of my misgivings. I didn’t want to unintentionally misinform. I didn’t want to not know an answer. I didn’t want to screw something up.

Even in trying to be willing to help others, I remained caught in my own insecurities and uncertainties.

Fortunately, God uses broken, uncertain people all the time if they’re willing to be vessels. This was the good news I began to see as I remained willing.

I didn’t need all the answers. I needed to honestly share my experience. I needed to be willing to reach out for help and counsel myself when I was approached with a situation I didn’t know how to handle.

My own sponsor remained a guide and confidant. God remained the anchor toward which we all pointed. And I continued to grow.

God, keep me willing to carry the message even when it’s inconvenient.