Keeping a Brother

Cain was expected to look after his brother and killed him. Killed him out of anger, killed him out of jealousy, killed him through ignoring the call of God to deal with his own issues rather than taking it out on his brother.

Whatever you think of the historicity of the episode in scripture, there was something essential to human relations to learn from this. Something essential about whether or not we are our brother’s keeper. Something essential about how we can see the best of humanity rather than just kill it.

Recently I was challenged about being a brother. My friend was caught up in an issue of his own making. Being the church type, this was our opportunity to see if we would bear with him and help restore him. In considering the issue, some talked about the need for my friend to step down from responsibilities because of the disgrace he brought to the church. While they were hammering this point home, it felt like rather than building a brother who had already been knocked down by sin, they were burying him even further. I endeavour not to get angry often, it’s not really in fitting with how I operate anyway, but on this occasion teeth were gritted and fists were clenched with only the thought of Jesus preventing me from saying words that would not necessarily fit in with the encouragement to let brotherly love continue.

The point remained that this was a time to keep a brother, not kill him.

When I reflected on how other ‘older’ brothers were killing younger brothers with wild accusations, derogatory comments, offensive statements and the like, it told me again and rebuked me never to find myself in that position. As someone who has a brother that has stood by me at my worst, never condemning me, but encouraging me in repentance, I know just how serious and crucial it is to be a brother’s keeper.

God help me to look out for my brothers.

For His Name’s Sake

Shalom

C. L. J. Dryden

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Psalm 133 – Brothers United

It is a beautiful thing to see. Brothers together in harmony. 

I love it when I see it. Brothers in a band making beautiful music that blesses others because they compliment each other so well. Brothers in a football team playing for each other as much without possession as with it, spurring each other onto victory. Brothers on a community project together impacting the lives of children, older people, the disengaged, the neglected, the powerless with practical help and support. 

Brothers on a mission together to do life together and be there for each other in every season of life. Not out for selfish ambition, but in it for mutual edification. Open to rebuke and compliment. Able to acknowledge their frailties and inconsistencies without condemnation or reprisal. 

That’s worthy of praising and advocating. It’s no wonder this kind of life in harmony is something God blesses. It’s Him all over. 

For His Name’s Sake 

Shalom 

C. L. J. Dryden 

Brothers

I can’t empathise the plight of being a woman.

The journey of understanding the female gender I quickly understood has to be taken with one female at a time. Even that journey is … fascinating and subject to change.

It doesn’t make matters easy with men. After all, as we know, people are just weird.

But…

I thank God for brothers. My parents gave me one for the home. He is brilliant, it’s great being his brother. Much as I love all my close family, I relate to my brother the most. We have an understanding and a rapport that is surprising for those who think I am the paragon of antisocial etiquette.

Since then I am truly grateful once more for the brothers God has placed in my life, around the world, around the country and finally in the immediate local area. God knows I need them. God knows I am grateful for them.

For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden