How I Got Hooked

When I was new to our Fellowship, I wasn't able to stay seated for an entire one-hour meeting. My solution was to make many trips to the bathroom. My sponsor's solution was, "Since you are going to be up anyway, why don't you pour coffee for the meeting?" I did. With still-shaking hands and a knack for spilling more than landed in the cup, I poured coffee for the Saturday Women's Meeting. No one said a word about the coffee on her shoes or her pants. Each lady simply said, "Thank you." They knew how much I needed that job and they supported me through their smiles and kind looks. It was my very first service job, and I was hooked!