I was a teenager out drinking and just playing the fool. My brother showed up and said, “It’s time to go home.” No reprimand, no lecture and no anger- that’s what he had to do that night: rescue his brother.
He is eighty years old now and calls often. I guess he is still concerned for his brother and some mess he might find him in. If he was in a mess, he’d just take him home. Time didn’t change his relationship with that brother and that brother was high maintenance.
I stand here today because of so many like him who never gave up on me. I wish I could name them all and tell the world, but they would be embarrassed. But those who fit in this category and are reading this, “Thank you.”
Proverbs 17:17
A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for a difficult time.
With a little help from those who love me, I think I can make it to the finish line.
Give it some thought.
Gary