in many ways

this weekend I met most of my familymembers. and again realized how much I love them. and the fact how hard it is to meet them, cause I sense we live in quite different worlds. but yes, I do enjoy spending time with them, even being teased by them, as being the youngest in our family.
I spent one and a half hours in a car with my youngest older brother and it was a good one and a half hours. God spoke to me. through my bro and the music he listened. again I woke up to realize, that as I am waiting for my brother to come to know Jesus, I am waiting for him to pick up these patterns of life or something. I heard and saw that Jesus is defenitely working in his life, and what I could do, would be to join that work, release it and encourage him. and again I found I have very little means to do it. wheter it comes to muslims, shivas, or "normal" finnish guys, I need something new. the good old "Jesus loves you" doesnt weigh much in their scales.