Austin is my brother. I know the rest of the world thinks I'm an only child but this kid is my brother.
You see, technically he is my cousin.
But, nearly everyday when we were young, we were together. We grew up.. together.
We were good make believers, too.
Some days, we worked in a very busy and important office. We had dinner trays for desks, papers to doodle on, and calculators to pretend we were doing important business-like work.
Other days, we'd go fishing. In my kitchen. There's nothing like fishing out of a bowl although, we didn't get a lot of bites.
When swimming, he even wore girls swimming suits to be just like me. (When we were little, of course.)
And that's our little secret.
Yesterday, it was Austin's farewell.
I woke up extra early, curled my hair extra pretty, and when we got stuck in Sunday traffic (Sunday traffic? Really?) I may have freaked out a little.
Nevertheless, when 10:59 rolled around, so did we.
When Austin finally walked to the pulpit, my eyes and ears were all his. His voice so humble, he spoke of the Prophet Josesh Smith with admiration and love. He told stories of him and read scripture from the Doctrine and Covenants. And then he spoke of passion. He said that the most important attribute Joseph had was what he also found the Savior has as well. Passion.
And it made me wonder.. What am I passionate about?
And I wondered it all day.
He ended his farewell talk to his family and friends with his beautiful testimony. It touched my heart so deeply I couldn't help the tears from falling. He spoke of his love for this gospel, for the Savior, and for the temple. "I've never felt so much peace as I have felt when I have gone to the Temple. It is incredible", he said. A testimony so pure and so true. He is such an incredible example to me. I am so proud of him.
Austin has passion.
You see, technically he is my cousin.
But, nearly everyday when we were young, we were together. We grew up.. together.
We were good make believers, too.
Some days, we worked in a very busy and important office. We had dinner trays for desks, papers to doodle on, and calculators to pretend we were doing important business-like work.
Other days, we'd go fishing. In my kitchen. There's nothing like fishing out of a bowl although, we didn't get a lot of bites.
When swimming, he even wore girls swimming suits to be just like me. (When we were little, of course.)
And that's our little secret.
Yesterday, it was Austin's farewell.
I woke up extra early, curled my hair extra pretty, and when we got stuck in Sunday traffic (Sunday traffic? Really?) I may have freaked out a little.
Nevertheless, when 10:59 rolled around, so did we.
When Austin finally walked to the pulpit, my eyes and ears were all his. His voice so humble, he spoke of the Prophet Josesh Smith with admiration and love. He told stories of him and read scripture from the Doctrine and Covenants. And then he spoke of passion. He said that the most important attribute Joseph had was what he also found the Savior has as well. Passion.
And it made me wonder.. What am I passionate about?
And I wondered it all day.
He ended his farewell talk to his family and friends with his beautiful testimony. It touched my heart so deeply I couldn't help the tears from falling. He spoke of his love for this gospel, for the Savior, and for the temple. "I've never felt so much peace as I have felt when I have gone to the Temple. It is incredible", he said. A testimony so pure and so true. He is such an incredible example to me. I am so proud of him.
Austin has passion.
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