He was home on leave and Mom and I went to meet him at the bus. We were a little late, and he was standing there in his paratrooper uniform with the bloused boots and paratrooper wings on his chest. I was ten, and he was my big brother and to me he was larger than life.
We find the love of a brother in the Word of God. His name was Andrew and his brother’s name was Peter. After Andrew came to know Christ, the first thing he did was go to find his brother and tell him the good news.
John 1:40-42
One of the two who heard John speak, and followed Him, was Andrew, Simon Peter’s brother. He first found his own brother Simon, and said to him, “We have found the Messiah” (which is translated, the Christ). And he brought him to Jesus.
Brothers are something.
Think about it.
Gary