A Prayer for a Sponsor and Support

Father, I have learned the hard way that I cannot do this alone, and yet asking for help still feels like admitting I am weak. I am tired of being the only one who knows how close to the edge I really live.

I confess my pride, the part of me that wants to look like I have it together while I am quietly drowning. I have refused hands that were offered, sure I could manage. I could not.

So I turn to You and ask plainly. Send me the right people. A sponsor who has walked this road and come out the other side. A group where I can tell the truth and not be shamed for it. Friends who will answer the phone at the hour I am most likely to fall.

And soften me enough to let them in. Help me return the call, sit in the chair, say the hard sentence out loud.

Your word says two are better than one, for if one falls the other can lift him up. I have been the one who fell. Send me the one who lifts, and let me one day be that for someone else.

I give You my pride and my isolation. Surround me with people who will hold the rope. Lead me out of the lonely fight. Amen.