In the last couple months, I’ve been clearing
out an army-green metal container (owned by my late brother, Jimmy) of the
cards, letters, and writing (done as a teenager and younger man) that have been
collecting for years.
Why leave this for my wife (or daughter) to
clear out after I’m gone. (They wouldn’t be able to make clear decisions in a
time of grief as to their importance to me during my life.) I’ve found a lot of
great articles that I have already revised for inclusion on my blog. (Be on the
lookout for these gems from my past).
In this mass of written memorabilia was a,
non-enveloped, undated birthday card (by Gibson Greetings) with a stone gray
background accented in sparkly silver and sky blue colors. The card was from my
sister and brother-in-law. My guess (at best) is that it may have been
celebrating my thirtieth (or fortieth) birthday.
The sentiment on the front of the card states,
“We haven’t always been as close as we are today. When we were kids,
we had our share of squabbles. I guess we were pretty typical for a brother and
sister. But, somehow, we got older; we discovered something special about each
other.”
Inside the card and above the personal
greeting from my sister (that made me smile), was the conclusion of the card’s
sentiment. “We discovered that we really cared about each other that we liked
being together – that it was fun to share the things we did.
We became friends. And you know what? I like it that
way. So on your birthday, I just want to thank you – not only for being a great
brother, but for being a friend, and a very important part of my life.”
Below that was this personalization:”Robert, I hope you have a great birthday, you old man! I love you
very much!!! Love, Kim & Charlie” If that wasn’t enough to
make me cry, also included in the card was a yellow wide-ruled piece of paper
in my sister’s handwriting (that was a familiar recognition). Neither she nor I
is certain if it was created by her (or someone else).
“Thank you for being my friend. When things are
confused, I discuss them with you until they make sense. When something good
happens, you are the first person I tell so I can share my happiness.
When I don’t know what to do in a situation, I ask your
opinion and weigh it heavily with mine. When I’m lonely, I call you because I
never feel alone with you.
When I have a problem, I ask you for help because your
[wisdom] helps me to solve it. When I want to have fun, I want to be
with you because we have such a great time together. When I want to talk to
someone, I always talk to you because you understand me.
When I want the truth about something, I call you
because you are so honest. It’s so essential to have you in my life. Thank you
for being my friend.”
Proverbs 7:4 of the Easy-to-Read
Version Bible (ERV)
admits, “Treat wisdom like the woman you
love and knowledge like the one dearest to you.”
The International Children’s
Bible (ICB)
identifies the cherished woman above in their translation of that same verse. “Be good to wisdom as if
she were your sister. Make understanding your closest friend.”
It is important to realize that real wisdom
should be valued highly (like a treasured person or pet), and never to become
insignificant. Matthew 7:6 (MSG) puts a meaningful clarification on the above.
“Don’t
be flip with the sacred. Banter and silliness give no honor to God. Don’t
reduce holy mysteries to slogans. In trying to be relevant, you’re only being
cute and inviting sacrilege.”
P.S. In my eyes, a sibling relationship connects
to the vow made in a marriage ceremony of “’til death do us part.” Often, I
don’t think even death can emotionally sever that friendship. My sister and I will
never forget our missing brother. (Neither Kim or I wants to ever fail to
remember everything about him either.)



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