Sisters are great, right? If you have an older sister (like me) your relationship probably went a little something like this; You were born, they were mad at you. You got a new toy, they destroyed it. You wanted to play with them, they asked you to be the goalie then drilled balls at you. You asked them to do your hair, they shaved your bangs off. You "borrowed" their favorite sweater (accidently got ketchup all over it), they got you in trouble. You followed them around, they walked faster. She leaves for college, you suddenly become the oldest. You have major dilemma, she has advice. You meet boy, she thinks he's weird, but still agrees to be maid of honor :) You have baby (and have NO idea what you are doing), she takes your call at 2AM. You need help, she's the first one there. You are looking at your dark hair in the mirror, she points out your first gray hair.....
"And Jesus answered and said unto her, Martha, Martha, thou are careful and troubled about many things; But one thing is needful; and Mary has chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her. "
Luke 10:41
So sometimes I am Mary and sometimes my sister is Martha, we switch, which is good because really who needs two Mary's in one family?
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