My little brother.
I love him a lot. I’m so proud of him that sometimes I feel like I have to tone it down a bit. He’s 5 1/2 years younger than I am and currently surpassing me in a lot of areas that we have in common. I’m not bitter at all though—on the contrary, I really want him to surpass me and get breakthrough that I never got. I really desire for him to succeed even faster than I did. I’m most excited for what God is going to do in his life.
I know a lot of what I feel about my brother is how God feels about me too. I confess that I have a hard time, oftentimes, accepting God’s love and acceptance of me.
I love my brother a lot. God is love and He loves even better than me and He loves everyone with that love. Blows my love out of the water and it’s the love that’s all over me. Wow.
