“He also told this parable to some who trusted in themselves that they were righteous and regarded others with contempt.” — Luke 18:9 (NRSV)

If you've heard me preach before, you'll likely know that I grew up with three brothers. And because my mom didn't always like us playing with the kids in our neighborhood, sometimes we had to be our own, complete community. We were the Wilsons.

My brothers are my day ones, my aces, and standing arm in arm with them is still my happy and safe space. I feel invincible when I stand with my brothers. It is pure, and never-ending love.