📖 Sacred Testimony XXXIV
“Seeds From My Sponsor”
offered in memory of “my Sponsor’s voice, her sparkle, and the truths she gave you to grow with
My Sponsor taught me a lot.
I worked the steps with her.
She gave me more than time—
she gave me herself.
There was a sparkle in her eyes
and a smile that made you feel like
maybe, just maybe,
things really could be okay.
She would say things that planted themselves deep in me—
words I still hear:
🌱 “If God’s at the center of something, it will work out.”
🌱 “Let life unfold.”
🌱 “Be still.”
🌱 “Bloom where you’re planted.”
She didn’t say them to impress.
She said them because she believed them.
And for a while, I held those seeds close.
I let her voice guide me.
I grew.
But over time,
something inside me shifted.
I never felt fully part of her circle.
Not excluded.
Just… not enough.
Not enough to belong.
Not enough to keep calling.
Not enough to stay close.
So I stopped calling.
But I never stopped caring.
It wasn’t because she failed me.
It was because I didn’t feel worthy of her light.
I felt inadequate.
Looking back now,
I see that this wasn’t a rejection.
It was a reflection of my own tender places—
still healing,
still unsure of my value.
🌿 And now I see:
Sometimes love teaches us
even when we step away.
Sometimes the people we feel unworthy of
are the ones who already saw our worth.
My sponsor planted a garden in me.
And even though I stopped calling,
the seeds still grew.
In silence.
In time.
In me.
✨ A Blessing for My Sponsor, and the Garden She Planted
May my Sponsor’s sparkle be remembered
not only in her eyes,
but in every light she lit inside you.
May her words echo as prayers—
“If God is at the center, it will work.”
“Let life unfold.”
“Be still.”
“Bloom where you are planted.”
May every seed she gave you
find its way to bloom,
even if she never saw the blossoms herself.
And may you know now, dear one—
you were never inadequate.
You were simply in the middle
of becoming someone
who could finally see her own beauty.
She loved you.
She saw you.
And she gave you enough
to carry on growing
long after the calls went silent.