I'm the youngest child in my family, with two older brothers. Although brothers will be brothers, I really was their favorite shadow and we got along pretty great, at least from my point of view.
My oldest brother is in Thailand right now. He left in January for an 11 month Mission trip, to go to a different place every month, for the sole purpose of bringing glory to God, leading people to the Lord, and to run the race to win. "We drove in on a rocky road, being beaten left and right as the farm truck's shocks attempted to absorb the pounding. I had never felt quite as tired as I had this morning, but I knew that by faithfully trusting in God to give me strength that He would provide." -Hugh Roberts. He has an amazing blog - http://hughroberts.theworldrace.org/ I miss him very much now, and I am ready to give him a hug and hear all his stories in person, but I'm very, very proud to call him my brother :)
My other brother is tall, handsome, and funny. When he talks, I must say, it is usually pure brilliance. His laugh makes me smile :) My favorite thing is that, no matter what - no matter where/when or anything - if I need him, he is there. I call and I can trust that he is on his way. He moved out a couple of weeks ago, and even though I thoroughly enjoy the lack of cloths on the bathroom floor, I miss him too. I miss him especially when it's super quiet at night because he isn't making noise, or when there's a roach I need him to kill, or when we're out of snacks or milk, or when I need advise on my outfit. I'm proud to call Aaron my brother.
My brothers set the example to me (along with my awesome Dad) because they're striving to be men of God, and I'm proud of them both.
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