One day about a week ago one of my brothers wrote me a letter. The timeing of that letter was perfect it was at just the right time.
It told me that he loved me. Something that I wasn’t sure of. We had been good friends for a while. Then over the next few years we went are own ways. To the point that he loved to push my buttons just to push them. And then He felt like cause ive done something that it wasn’t special for him to do it.
I am the oldest of four boys and that is hard on my brothers cause I get to do everything first. But this letter that he wrote me was incredible he told me that he was sorry for doing all that he did to me. And that He Loved me.
I pray for him all the time. He is the brother that I can tell has a strong relationship and has been growing in it with God. I hope that just cause I am on the race that it will not discourage him from going one day if God calls him to it.
I love him even more for doing this. He will be a bold man in Christ.
