Helped By A Brother

A simple thing happened many years ago that I have always remembered because it caused me to think about the Savior's mission.
Although it was just a childish incident, it has some meaning.
It happened when our twins were only about five years old.
They were just learning to ride their bicycles.
As I glanced out the window, I saw them speeding down the street on their bikes going very fast!
Perhaps they were going a little too fast for their level of ability, because all of a sudden Adam had a terrible crash!
He was tangled up in the wreck, and all I could see was a twist of handlebars and tires and arms and legs.
His little twin brother, Aaron, saw the whole thing happen, and immediately he skidded to a stop and jumped off his bike.
He threw it down and rant o the aid of his brother, whom he loved very much.
These little twins truly were of one heart.
If one hurt, so did the other.
If one got tickled, they both laughed.
If one started a sentence, the other could complete it.
What one felt, the other did also.
So it was painful for Aaron to see Adam crash!
Adam was a mess.
He had skinned knees, he was bleeding from a head wound, his pride was damaged, and he was crying.
In a fairly gentle, five-year-old-way, Aaron helped his brother get untangled from the crash, he checked out the wounds, and then he did the dearest thing.
He picked his brother up and carried him home.
Or tried to.
This wasn't very easy because they were the same size, but he tried.
And as he struggled and lifted and half-dragged, half-carried his brother along, they finally reached the front porch.
By this time, Adam, the injured one, was no longer crying, but Aaron, the rescuer, was.
When asked, "Why are you crying, Aaron?"
he said simply, "Because Adam hurts."
And so he had brought him home to help, home to someone who knew what to do, to someone who could cleanse the wounds, bind them up, and make it better--home to love.

Just as one twin helped his brother in need, so might we all be lifted, helped, even carried at times by our beloved Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ.

-Margaret D. Nadauld -Come unto Christ -April 1998 General Conference

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi