Today marks my little brother’s birthday.
Jane Austen once remarked “What strange creatures brothers are!”
I share her sentiment when thinking about the fellow above.
I bossed him around when we were kids. But, he loves me and shows me kindness.
He’s a rock-climber, outdoors-man and amateur backpacker. He’s a semi-professional barista, student of agricultural economics and music aficiando. And he likes to dance!
Somehow, our eyes are the exact same color.
Jane Austen was also right when she said that “children of the same family, the same blood, with the same first associations and habits, have some means of enjoyment in their power, which no subsequent connections can supply.”
Her words are truth.
We find the same things funny; we laugh at ourselves and laugh at each other (in good humor, of course). We both love community, but know finding and forming it takes work.
We love Purdue University (#EverGratefulEverTrue) and love being second-generation Boilermakers. We enjoy meeting new people, seeing new places. We marvel at the grace we’ve received. We also know the truth that “all human nature vigorously resists grace because grace changes us and the change is painful.” We can talk about that truth in a unique way because of our shared history.
My first piano teacher told my mom that one of the greatest gift parents can give their child is a sibling. So on his birthday, I’m thankful for one of the sweetest gifts in my life– a fellow Maurer, a younger sibling, and beloved brother.
Until we can celebrate with a good beer over dinner…
Happy birthday, bud!