The fact that my brother reads my blog.
Even if he does make fun of me
I have always wanted to be just like him.
When I served a mission in California, I had a chance to work with the Laotion people for a short time.
We were visiting this one family and the husband kept looking at my name tag that said, "Sister Banks".
They had been baptized a while ago, but hadn't been to church for a long time.
I asked where they were baptized and they told me Seattle, WA.
Well, that just happened to be where my brother served his mission 9 years earlier.
I asked what missionaries taught them and the husband said, "Elder Banks".
I couldn't believe it!
My brother had taught this family the gospel and helped them be baptized. (He also translated in the hospital when their youngest daughter was born. I think they even said that he helped name her.)
Now here I was, helping this family, just like my brother had done.
It was as if I was being given the chance to help my brother finish what he had started.
I felt so close to my brother and so much joy.
I have another "Older Brother" who I want to be like more than anything .
And I have the chance to help Him in the work that He has already started.
If I want to feel close to Him then I need to serve those He loves.
And if it brought me so much joy to help my older brother, it's hard to imagine the joy that will come when I do His work.