Today I got a a chance to go back up to see my “little brother” Kyle at a home for boys. If you haven’t
checked it out, my blog titled “Indescribable Blessings” will tell you the introduction to this story. Anyways,
me and this kid formed a bond a few months ago and he has become like a “little brother” to me. I’ve written
him a few letters but hadn’t got any response back. I was hoping that my fears were wrong, that he wasn’t
just using me or telling me a sob story. I went back up today with a group of men to give him the long board
skateboard I had promised him three months ago.
“Show family affection to one another with brotherly love. Outdo one another in showing honor.” (Romans 12:10)
We arrived at the place a little after 12:40 pm and went inside to eat lunch with the kids. Kyle approached me beaming, saying he had missed me and that we had lots of catching up to do. He didn’t mention the board until I told him I had gotten it. He loved the board and was really good at riding it. All around the place the kids were oo-ing and ahh-ing at the board. He just replied, “My brother gave it to me.” He was so proud for me to be his brother. The day was great and I really enjoyed getting closer to my new little brother.
As I sit here, I reminisce about the time I have lost with my actual little brother, Josiah. For years, there was no pride in me being his brother, but plenty of embarrassment and humiliation because of the lifestyle I was living. I never told him I was proud of him and I actually envied him because he had a lot of things going for him that I didn’t. Last year when I became a follower of Christ, I apologized for not being there for him. His response, “At least you are here now.” All the pain and suffering and picking I did, He loved me through it all. Meeting this little kid an hour and half away from where I live currently is helping me to learn what it means to be an older brother for the first time. To love him with brotherly love, love that is tough and willing to tell him when he’s messing up. But love that shows my pride in him being my brother and sticking up for him when he needs me to step into the fight with him. I was waiting until the end of the summer to write my brother a letter to tell him all these things, that I was proud of him and such but today made me realize that there is no better time than the present to tell him. No better time to tell him how much I love him and how proud I am of him and all that he has accomplished.
Have a blessed night ya’ll.
Sorry for such a long break in between posts,