Family

I've been seeing my brother, Sam, more often, who has been temping in the city for the past few months, and it's been.. really nice. This is probably the first time I've seen him on a consistent basis since high school. In terms of actually spending time together, this is probably the first time since.. we were kids and would play outside together.

I feel rebuked because I'm learning how little I really know my brother. Apart from our occasional spats and my belief of his immaturity and inconsideration, Sam has always been the prototypical middle child - often overlooked and neglected. That, coupled with his taboo learning disability.. Sam's opinions and assertions have often been dismissed with a grain of salt because it's hard to figure out if his perception of things are indeed believable. Suffice to say, when he first asked to visit my home group on Fridays, I agreed hesitantly because I was afraid he would come off as awkward and I would be embarrassed.

But I've been proven wrong. Sam shares insightful things. He quotes scripture. But most of all, his undeniably pure faith and strong belief in God shows me how my own faith has left much to be desired. And how wrong I am about my brother. He is relatable. And capable. And God is hopefully changing my heart to see all this in order to love him for who he really is.