Who is your role model?
We all have someone we look up to, someone we strive to be like, someone who in our eyes is a hero. For some people it is firefighters or officers of the law, for others it's a professional athlete or a teacher we looked up to in school, and others a political figure. Role models are not permanent and can change throughout your lifetime. At least i know they have for me.
As a kid my dad was my hero. I looked up to my dad. I thought he was the strongest, smartest, coolest person in the world. Every time he went somewhere I followed and everything he did I mimicked. As I got older I became fascinated with Kobe Bryant. One of the greatest basketball players of all time. As the saying goes, "I wanna be like Mike", well I wanted to be like Kobe. Everything he did on the court I tried to incorporate in my own game. He was, what I thought at the time, everything I wanted to be. After many years of maturing and growing into the man that I am today, I have found a new role model. This person is my sister Emily Marie Morgan. She is an amazing person, sister, and friend. She just returned from spending a year in Costa Rica helping those in need. For two weeks she was back home and now she is off again. She is now in Ann Arbor, Michigan preparing for her first year of medical school. As an older brother my responsibility was to look out for her, but looking back it was the exact opposite. She was always looking out for me. In my darkest times she would spend nights praying for me, leaving me notes, and telling me things that at the time I didn't want to hear. It sounds strange, but I honestly believe that she cared more about my well-being than I cared about myself. Looking back I think to myself, "How could someone love me so much that they would exhaust their time and energy into caring this much about my life."
Then it dawned on me. We've heard this story before. The night Jesus was captured, He spent His final hours of freedom praying to the Father. Not for His own sake, but that the will of the Father be done. Jesus knew what was about to happen to Him, but He did not run away to save His own life. Instead, He stayed to save ours. We are His children and Jesus died for our sins because He cared more about our well-being then His own.
When I think about what my sister has done for me, I am reminded of the love of Jesus Christ. As much as my sister loves me, I know her love for the Father is far greater and for that I am truly thankful. I know if I were to ask my sister today who her role model is, she would say without a doubt her Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
Without my sister I would still be lost and confused, but without the Father my life would be hopeless and meaningless. I am so lucky to have such an amazing sister and I would not trade her for anything in the world. Emily, thank you for everything. You can't even begin to imagine how grateful I am to have you as my sister and I continue to thank God for you everyday.
So, my sister is my role model……..Who is yours?
