More than once, these past few weeks, I’ve had people compliment me on taking care of my family. I appreciate the compliments but I feel that they are undeserved, because no matter how much I try to take care of my family there is nothing I can ever do to repay them for what they have done for me.
My father has been a rock in the family. Although he is a few inches shorter than I am, to me he stands as tall as a mountain. He has taught me how important family loyalty is. He has given me insight into life and into the Word of God. Although he has only a seventh grade education, Daddy is one of the smartest people I know. He worked hard and helped me make it through school and then college. There is no way I can ever repay him.
My heart swells with pride when I hear my brother sing. He usually sits next to me in church and you can hear him singing above the other voices in the church. He has a gentle spirit. When Daddy was in the hospital a couple of years ago, Danny was always there with Abbie and me when we would make the trek to Gainesville or Tallahassee to see Daddy. I can never repay him for his gifts of gentleness and of music.
Of course, I can never repay Abbie for everything she does. Her smile and laugh melt my heart. She has more love than anyone else I know and I am proud to call her sister, but I know there is nothing I can do to ever repay her.
I can never repay my “big brother,” Jesus Christ, for what He did for me. He was beaten and scourged, had a crown of thorns thrust upon His head and had nails driven in His hands and feet.
I wish I could repay these debts but I can’t. I am grateful for what my family and my Savior have done for me.