I was packing my 8 year old brother’s bag the other day, like I often do when he is going with my parents on a trip. But this particular evening as I was packing his bags it dawned on me that one day very soon I will be packing his bags so he can fly all the way across the world, away from me. I’ve always packed his bags with very little thought, knowing in that a couple of day or weeks, he’d be coming back. But I suddenly realized that the time was fast approaching when I would be packing his bags not knowing when I will see him again. It could be 6 months, a year, or more. I’ve never been away from my parents for more than 3 weeks at a time, much less my little brother. I told myself when my brother was born, that I would do my best not to leave him to grow up like an only child…that I would try to stick around for as long as possible. Little did I imagine that he would be the one leaving. God knows I would follow if I could.
I think one of my greatest fears is finally coming true. My family has always been my security blanket, the only one I’ve ever really had. My entire life one of my greatest fears has been to be separated from my family. I’m not being separated completely, as my brothers will still be with/near me. Thanks be to God! The truth is, though, that mom is my most valued counselor and a true friend. And I am very much Daddy’s little girl. And Bobby…well, I simply can’t imagine life without him. I don’t know what I’ll do with him gone. Thankfully, God is the one person in my life that I will NEVER have to say “goodbye” to.
But God is good and He has a plan. I look to Him and put my trust in Him. It is, after all, His story. I only hope that, by His grace, I can set aside my self, putting to death my selfish desires, and bring Glory to Him. He is Holy, set-apart. May He be Glorified in everything.
