Every now and then somebody asks me to mentor them. I suppose this is God’s way of reminding me I’m getting older. But it is also God’s way of reminding me to give back.
For much of my young adult life I wanted a good mentor but never could find one. It wasn’t until my late 40’s that I found a few. So I’m sympathetic to those who approach me.
But just because I sympathize doesn’t mean I agree to do it. Many of the people who ask get a “no, sorry” response. In my head a few get a …