My Brother...

Yesterday, marked the year anniversary of my older brother's disappearance. There are many different thoughts and opinions from people who know him or those who don't. With all of the opinions, it doesn't lessen my pain that I feel not knowing what took place on his bus ride back to Florida. Was he scared at any moment? What led to him disappearing? Did he find himself in a bad situation? Is my brother alive or dead? These are just some of the many questions that I often ask. I cry out to God and ask for a sign or answer. But here I am still waiting a year later. I know my God is sovereign and that He answers things in His timing. There are some days that there is a ache that fills my heart. I have to cling on to the promises in my King to get through those days.

I have lost four amazing people in my life in just three years and then add my brother to it. My heart is often in a broken mess. My God is lovingly putting it back together. Honestly, it hurts... the ache hurts. I must keep my eyes focused on Jesus and I know He will get me through these breaking moments. I know that my God knows the answers to the questions I ask. I know I will find out those answers at some time, all in His timing. The Lord, give and He takes away... blessed be the name of the Lord.

I will end this with some picture of me and my brother. If you would like to know more information you can find it at: https://www.findthemissing.org/en/cases/23361/0/ or https://www.facebook.com/FindBrandon