~Jennifer L. Straw, from an article at YLCF~
This is something I've been thinking about quite a lot lately. Maybe because I'm living with a family that has two girls (ages ten and six) and I finally feel a bit what it's like to have younger sisters. When Sierra sprawls on my bed to read books I bring her, when Samantha wants to drink tea from my teapot and starts liking skirts, I realize- I am being watched! It's both a burden and joy. I want to be extra careful of that my behavior is God-honoring and not leading His precious little ones astray. But I also remember the older girls who influenced me in sweet, steady humility as I was growing up, and I thrill at the big-sistering adventure the Lord has laid before me. And once I'm done with college, I hope to continue walking with whatever younger girl the Lord sets in my path.