Bros

Behold, how good and most excellent it is for bros to chillax together, united

Ps. 133:1, GFV


Loved this past weekend. Start on Friday - Josh and I found ourselves enjoying an impromptu Korean lunch ( I heart bulgogi burgers for life), and as natural as breathing, we opened up our lives to each other. It's not easy being in your mid 20s, single, and trying to do your best to live a life that looks something like Jesus - especially as a guy. Not trying to take anything away from the women out there, but none of you in the double x chromosone crew have that added pressure that not only are you NOT supposed to talk about the shit in your life, you're supposed to do it all on your own - that someone THIS makes you who you are.

Sidenote - I am bitter at Rambo for keeping this myth alive.

Anyway, good time w Josh - a lot of good stuff about identity.

Saturday. Asher. Green Street Hooligans. Top contender for favorite movie ever (Slumdog and Life is Beautiful are tough to beat in my eyes though . . . ), and DEFINITELY my new favorite bro movie. Led to a perhaps brief but definitely heartfelt affirmation that no matter what in life, we got each other's back. And more than I could ever thank him for, he's had my back since I've known him.

Trevor also had my back - more on that later . . .

Sunday morning. Playing w Mike and Jay. I love music, I love drumming, and I love the energy that was there on Sunday. I love that we had communion. I love that we celebrated Daniel's birthday. I love that while my pastiness seems to indicate the opposite, I'm a brother to these boys ( Mike can be pasty sometimes too . . . ).

I love that I still get to hang out w one of the guys who first introduced me to the value of bros. I love that neither of us flinched last night, and I love that it would be ridiculous to explain why going shot for shot with towels constitutes bonding. It'd be like trying to explain the premise of GSH - you either get it or you don't. I love that despite age, Trev and I can still be boys. And for the record, he stopped, not me ;) (though I'm not complaining)

Asher, Trevor, Mike, Jay, Josh, Dan - I love you guys.

And to bros far and wide, from Jay and Micah to Brian and Sean - no matter how much time passes between when we talk, I love you guys.


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