A couple of months before I turned 3, I was blessed with a little brother. For the next 16 years, we would share a bedroom, a bathroom, and an atari-nintendo-sega-play station. For 16 years, we had moments when we were the best of friends, and there were moments when we would camp out on each other's nerves. When I turned 17, our relationship changed. We would still go at each other on basketball courts and football fields, but there grew a respect for each other that has only blossomed throughout the past decade.
Some of my fondest memories with my bro are:
-Going to sporting events
-Watching the Mavs
-Singing, rapping, and dancing to DC Talk in the living room
-Praying together late at night towards the end of high school
-And last but not least, any time I get to preach while he leads worship is a treat for me. He is one of the best worship leaders out there.
It has been an honor seeing my lil' bro grow into a man of deep faith, a loyal husband, a great father, and one heck of a worship leader.
Here is to my brother and one of my best friends. Love you Jonathan.