After an exciting summer of falling in love and dreaming about the future, I found myself alone in my dorm room. Freshman year had started, the newness quickly wore off, and I was homesick.
I knew I would not wake him up, so I did not hesitate and called my brother. My middle brother, two and a half years older than me, also went to Baylor University. A few minutes later he was in the lobby and we sat together on the couch, feet propped up on the coffee table.
He made me laugh and made fun of me a little. He listened to me… and then he broke the glass on the coffee table. It just silently cracked, kind of like a windshield. We sat there for a minute, looked at each other trying not to laugh, and I knew our little party was over. He kissed my head and quickly walked out.
I had a little reminder of how much my brother loves me every time I walked by that coffee table in the lobby. It still makes me laugh.
My brother is brilliant. He finished Baylor with a double major, top of his class, headed for medical school. Right before graduating, he took a semester to study abroad in Argentina. There, he had an encounter with God that changed his life. He experienced God’s love and presence in an amazingly powerful way, and it not only changed who he is, it changed the direction of his life. He declined acceptance letters to prestigious medical schools. He considered all things, his grades, his accomplishments, his plans, and counted them loss compared to knowing Christ. He felt called to full time ministry and obeyed.
For over ten years I have watched him consider, again and again, and choose Christ, again and again. I have watched his life be consumed with passion for Christ, and watched as he shares that passion with thousands around the world. And I am blessed to have his example, because as I have watched I have learned: Christ is worth it all.