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Brothers Eyes

May 25, 2015

  Love like I’m not scared                                                                                                                                                 Give when it’s not fair                                                                                                                                                     Live life for another                                                                                                                                                       Take time for a brother

I watch you haphazardly run-trip down the hall, veer unsteady into your brother’s room. His sleep hasn’t quite worn off yet as you climb into the bed, belly down, eye to eye. “Reed? Up?” He peeks one

IMG_0016 eye over at you, arm slung up and over his forehead, covered in thick, red curls. His lips eek out a slow smile. And then you’re off. Both of you, to play, to steal each other’s food, to hug, to run races, to argue and fight over the one toy while a billion lay ignored. And this brotherhood unfolds, dances a little crazily through my living room and kitchen, spilling out the back door. Am I watching the first stitches of a forever friendship?

I’ve written plenty already about my-not-yet-enough mama-ing of you two. But today, today, I take the backseat. And I watch the two of you, musing over what one will teach the other. So different and yet knit from the same substance.

Today I pray that you will teach each other love that is unafraid. Unassuming generosity. Life that breathes life. An ease of pace that openly invites others. A burning fight inside for those who are unheard, unloved, unneeded. A voice that insists freedom is the best gift. And an abiding faith that anchors your soul.                                                                                                          



                                                                                                                                                          Fight for the weak ones Speak out for freedom

                                                                        Find faith in the battle
                          Stand tall but above it all

Fix my eyes on You…

         (For King and Country)

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