I miss my brother dearly
He always had a way of...
kicking my butt.
call it iron sharpening iron
but i know it was a steel toe boot.
I'm glad I let him in.
I never had to hide anything from him.
No matter how bad I messed up.
He forgave me.
Worked with me.
Prayed with me.
I miss that discipline.
That accountability.
That Love of a brother.
Drew Getz, wherever you are, I hope you still call me out.
My prayers and my heart go out to you.