Mentoring pairs

When I was twenty-six, with two babies and a husband on night shifts, an older woman at my church asked if I'd like to have coffee. I said yes mostly because she offered to hold the baby.

We met twice a month for eleven years. She never once gave me a program. She asked good questions, prayed for me by name, and told me the truth when I needed it.

Every year we pair about forty women like that: one younger, one older, for one year, twice a month, wherever suits you. If you'd like someone to walk beside you, ask. If you're the older one reading this, we need you more.