Love of a brother

Recently i've realised just how much i love my brother.

I guess i've always kinda seen my brother as someone i've had to support and guide quite a bit. He never was one to take ownership of anything he did. I wanted to see he become an outward person, (which looking back now was probably quite silly as i wanted him to be someone he wasnt really).

At the start of this year i looked at the youth of my church and struggled to see a generation passionate about adding their bit to church, a generation that were fired up to live for God. I wondered who would step up to lead their peers in getting excited for Jesus.

My brother has become that guy. recently he has taken real ownership of his faith of firing up his mates to bring them along, letting his friends at school know about youth so they can come, hoping that when they do youth kids will be heaps welcoming and will show his friend Jesus. He's a diffeent Guy!

Such a maturity has come over him in his faith but also in life as well. He is taking ownership of his friends, life, school, and His faith.

I am so proud of him!

I also miss him. He lives with my dad during the week and mums on the weekend. I only get to see him on the weekend. Which im often out so i dont see him all that much. He catches a bus to school and many mornings as im walking to the bus as he is heading to school we see each other. i love seeing the joy that fills his eyes when he sees me and hugs me. I just really love seeing him growing up to be a awesome guy of God.

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