“How wonderful it is, how pleasant, when brothers live in harmony! For harmony is as precious as the fragrant anointing oil that was poured over Aaron’s head, and ran down onto his beard, onto the border of his robe. Harmony is as refreshing as the dew on Mount Hermon, on the mountains of Israel. And God has pronounced this eternal blessing on Jerusaleum, even life forevermore.
Psalm 133 ( The Living Bible)
I love that Psalm. As soon as I read it, I thought of Michael and his brother, Brian. I know that I usually post about ways that I try to foster a relationship between my children on Saturdays. I want to take a look into what that may look like as they get older. Hence, this post about the adult relationship between brothers that were close as youngsters.
The stories that they tell are hilarious! Tales of sand spur fights, running through the grove next to their house throwing rotten oranges at each other, and the many animals that they had as pets , just to name a few. They certainly had a captivating childhood to say the least. Some of the stories that they tell are new to even their mom when she hears them.
When we would go over to visit when their Dad was ill , he would lean back on the recliner and smile as he listened to them laugh and talk together. It was music to his ears to hear them bantering back and forth. Harmonious laughter and brotherly chiding. It gave him great comfort to know that his sons were harmonious and had come through some tough adult years still counting each other as friends.
That’s the payoff of being great friends as children. Even during the tough times when they barely saw each other. Even when life paths, wives, and children took them different ways. Even when autism consumed Michael and he didn’t have time for anything else. They were still friends. While harmonious is not the word I would use to describe them at that point, they were still friendly to each other. They had to grow into their roles as husbands and fathers and find their own place in the world. Sometimes, that takes you away from family. There are hard choices to be made as adults with your own family. Some are popular and some are not. You make them and trust in God’s grace to carry you through.
The difference here is that Michael and Brian grew up close. Life settled down and they matured. They remembered that they always enjoyed each other’s company. They have children to
torture have fun with and tell the crazy stories to. They have a widowed mother to care for together. It is so much more pleasant when harmony is the key word. That kind of relationship is what I am striving for between my own children.