Today is my youngest brother’s birthday. He and I are the same age until my birthday on July 1. As we were growing up, many times folks thought we were twins. I’m not sure why that was true. He is dark haired and green eyed while I was almost white haired blonde and blue eyed. He and I were very close emotionally as brothers and witnessed life in our family together. All the physical abuse of dad and his verbal abuse could be processed together with one another. We witnessed our older brother’s rebellion and consequences of it so we made a pack we would endure dad’s treatment without rebellion. We didn’t want to live through the consequences we saw them experience. Ron is gifted in talents dad had. He’s great at fixing whatever is wrong. He is my first call when something like this happens to me and here he comes with his toolbox. I told him a few years ago how inferior I feel to him and he said, “Good grief, you don’t see me working with people’s problems like you do. I admire that about you.” We are different and respect one another this way. I thank God for him. It is his son who is battling brain cancer and is in the midst of treatment. We are trusting God in this.

I write all of this today with thanksgiving in my heart. God is so, so GOOD!