Sitting by a window in her favorite chair, sunlight streamed in onto the pink stationery. Lily's pen briskly glided over the paper as she related her family's latest news to her best pen-friend. As she wrote, her little brother came stomping in from his play and ran over to Lily, breaking the peaceful silence. "Lily, I made the biggest tree fort! Come look, and take a picture of it for me!" Lily looked up from her paper, still deep in thought, and brushed Johnny aside, "I'm busy right now. Don't interrupt! I lost my train of thought. I'll be out later." With a little more persuasion, Johnny left the room.
But be assured that this little brother will not come many more times to tell "big sister" about his news...and she will never become his confident if she continues to ignore his cares.

As Sue was talking with some friends, she kept a close eye on her little siblings romping about in the fresh grass. Occasionally, her little two-year-old brother waved his sand shovel, looking over at his big sis. She cheerfully called, "Hey, what do you have there?!" and he giggled. Joining in the conversation again with her friends, she would add a bit of input, but always keeping a watch on her little charges. As her friend Flossie showed her some pictures from a recent trip, Sue noticed her three-year-old sister fall from the swing. "Oh," she jumped up, "Are you ok," she called as she went to her sister's rescue. "I cut my finger!" Little Bekah responded, looking fearfully at the blood. "Oh no, let me see. Ouch! Let's go fix it up with a band aid!" Calling over to her friends as she heads inside with Bekah, "I'll be back in a bit!"
Rachel was watching things at the house while her mother and a few siblings went to town. She tidied up the house, folded the laundry, and talked with her siblings who were at home with her. Soon, the van drove in the driveway and she cry sounds through the house, "Mom's home!" As everyone rushed in, her siblings ran up to Rachel, squealing and climbing on her. "Guess what!" They announced their news and told the events that happened on their short time away from her. "Oh, how fun! Tell me about it!" Rachel interacted and inquired about their news, obviously enjoying their return.
The first example is my natural reaction to give my siblings when they come rushing in with their big news. I do not like to be interrupted.
Yet, as I have witnessed the two last example stories, the Lord has convicted me that I need to show more love and concern for my siblings! I need to serve my younger siblings, take time to listen to their news and latest projects, interact with them when they come to tell me something they are doing. The Lord has been showing me how important it is to stop what I am doing, look at them in the eyes, answer them, listen to them, and help them if needed.
Jesus Himself was a servant of mankind, and He stopped to bless the little children! “But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me” (Matthew 19:14). We should too take time to stop and listen to our little sisters tell about her new baby doll, our brothers’ newest Lego truck invention. We should not only listen, but also interact with them--even if we know nothing about building cool Lego trucks with our brothers! We need to show our siblings that we are there to hear them and demonstrate a desire to share in their interests.
It is easy for me to get in the habit of thinking my siblings are there to help me, since I am older; but just when I rebuke them for not honoring me when I ask them for something, God reminds me that I should instead be serving them! I, being the elder, need to set an example for them that glorifies the Lord. Jesus served the most humble on heart; I must follow His example.
Not only our caring heart will be a blessing, but our words to our siblings also have a great ability to bless their lives and encourage. Something I have been remembering lately is that something little to me may mean a whole lot to my younger siblings; one smile or a few words of encouragement could brighten their day and mean more than I think. A few extra minutes to write a note to a sibling means more to them than it ever took us to do the act! We must be careful in our actions and words, because they can also hurt very quickly...every word should be weighed. An especially harsh word for some failure or a few wrong words such as, "What is wrong with you? You've done that two times already today!" can hurt more than we ever mean to. You can probably think back right now and remember when someone hurt you with just a few careless words that greatly wounded you. Let us remember how much influence we carry with our actions and words to our siblings.
Do your siblings cherish being around you? Are you the sister that your siblings miss when away, or are the glad for a few minutes out from under your critical eye? Are you their confident---are you "the family daughter"? Let us be sisters of love and care.
