I want yall to meet my younger brother, Austin. Austin was born on May 13, 1994 in Galveston, Texas. I remember walking into the room and my mom was holding him. I was 7 years old but I can definitely still remember. When Austin was a baby, he was one of the cutest babies I'd ever seen. He was very fair skinned and didn't look Mexican at all. He had some of the biggest cheeks ever and looked just like my older sister and Dad. It's cool because I, along with my parents, have seen this baby grow up into a teenager. Right now, he's 15 years old. Traditionally, we've never gotten along. He always favored my other brother Andrew since he was really young. He liked playing video games and I think that's why he always wanted to play/be with Andrew.
At 15, I don't even know this kid; we are so different from each other. He doesn't care about anything. He does very average-to below average in school, he sleeps at all times of the day, he only wears athletic clothes and he's the most apathetic person I've ever met. What I mean by apathetic is that he doesn't care about anything. Seriously, anything. He has no passion for anything. I've figured out that people who are passionate about things are the people that I want to be around. He doesn't really care about school, football, life, church, anything. I know when I was 15 I was very into sports and school. I knew that the only way I would be able to get out of Texas City is if I did well in school. He plays football but could careless whether or not he starts or plays. I've changed a lot in college and if I was him right now, I'd be doing everything I could to get that starting spot. He has the size, he just doesn't have the killer instinct to go out and get what he wants. I don't even think he knows what he wants.
With all that being said, it has definitely been a struggle to love him well since I've moved back home. Sometimes, I want to beat the crap out of him because of the way he talks to me. But then I feel way convicted and do my best to love him. Here's the thing, I hang out with kids who are the same age and in the same grade and they are awesome. I could hang out with my kids from Ozark all day everyday. Him on the other hand, I can't stand living 6 feet from him. What am I to do? This was something that I prayed about but no where near as much or sincere as I needed to.
I need to be in much deeper prayer about this situation. If you are an avid reader of this blog, please encouragement will definitely be appreciated. My goal this week will be to better love and serve him anyway I can. I'll let you know how it ends up.
Texas Fight - we're #2. For now, at least.
1 comment:
Hect, I will be thinking about this and be praying for peace with you and your brother. I know how frustrating that can be and when you love someone so much you want the best for them, but you just dont know how many other ways to tell them and its frustrating you can't just show them. If only they could get a sneak peak of all the cool good things outside of the TC box. There is so much in life out there and we only want the best for our brothers. I am with ya. He will get it eventually. Frustrating but have patience. :-)
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