So, I was an only child and grandchild until I was 10. Life was good! Then, one day my mom walks in smiling and asks, “Do you want a brother?” I barely took my eyes off the tv just long enough to respond, “No.” (And what would have made her assume otherwise?)
Needless to say, a few months later this baby made his arrival, and everybody gushed and oohed and awed over him…even MY friends! (The nerve!) I was not happy, everything had changed for me, and it was hard.
One day while at my great-grandmother’s house, whom I had a special bond with, she simply and quietly said to me, “I know you don’t like your brother…but one day you will be glad you have him.” My mamaw could have scolded me like most of the family had done and tried to make me or shame me into changing my heart toward my brother, but she didn’t. She extended grace to me. She got that what I felt, though wrong, was very real to me.
As believers we need to do this as well, we need to address and lovingly speak truth with those we have real relationship with. She knew my heart would eventually change, because she really did know me. Ephesians 4:15 says: “Speaking the truth in love…” We should be trying to turn hearts toward Christ, toward love, toward grace…not away. Most people already know what they need to change, just like me at 10. Yet, I wasn’t ready. However, I got there over time, and so will they. Maturity takes time.
We should be trying to turn hearts toward Christ, toward love, toward grace…not away.
P.S. My mamaw was right. I am beyond grateful and proud of my younger brother now!