Bond of Sisters, Bond of Christ

Those who know me only through my blog or other social media outlets know me as a singular person. Rebekah Hope. But to those who run in the circles of friends and family I am one part of a duet known as “Bekah and Jordan” or more commonly “The Ward Girls”. One part is rarely without the other. My sister and I share something special. Actually, we share most everything – an apartment, a car, clothing, and countless other things. We’re rarely apart. We don’t think twice about it. It’s our “normal”. Neither realizes how abnormal or unique this relationship is until we get the funny looks and the exclamations of “It’s so great you and your sister can do that! My siblings and I could never…”

But it wasn’t always this way. In my early teens I made a lot of the 18 months and 2 grade levels between Jordan and I. I was determined that we would never be on the same playing field in any arena, convinced I was superior as the older, “wiser” sister. As teenagers we fought constantly. I love sharing this story because  watching peoples faces as Jordan and I tandem in the telling is the best part. When they see our relationship now they can hardly believe there was a time we didn’t get along – at all. Aside from my own salvation, this is the greatest miracle God has done in my life.
I will never forget the night. At fifteen years old, after a particularly bad argument with Jordan, I was praying on the floor of my bedroom. I couldn’t reconcile my desire to please the Lord with the way I acted towards my sister. I knew it wasn’t right. But she was my little sister. What did she know? What gave her the right to correct me in anything? God stopped that thought with these words, “That girl in the next room? You need her. She sees the absolute worst parts of you and loves you anyway. I gave her to you for a reason.” That night repentance took place. Many cleansing tears were shed. We agreed in prayer for the first time as sisters and we’ve never been the same since.  
I never would’ve anticipated how much I would grow to need my sister over the years. In the beginning learning to swallow my pride and allow my sister to address my attitude was rough. But now there are few who can speak into my life with the impact that she does. Jordan is one of the best listeners I know, but when she speaks – pay attention. It’s not hard to do because she gets right to the point! (among our friends this is known as “the chin quiver” – when Jordan gets passionate she hits right on the mark!) I love that about her. She speaks the truth to me whether I want to hear it or not. My stubborn heart needs that.

People have told us that we bicker like an old married couple. We laugh, because we know it’s true. But it’s taught us how to resolve conflicts quickly. There is so much we have learned from each other and continue to learn. After so many years doing everything together it took a bit to adjust to the fact that we have completely separate interests. She can spend hours doing crafts of all kinds (knitting, quilting, sewing, etc. I swear the girl is a 70 year old woman in a 21 year olds body) leaving me completely bored. While I spend hours writing and she’s probably read only about a half dozen of my blog posts.

One of the things that I’m most grateful for is that Jordan has taught me how to laugh at myself. I take things way too seriously and make a dramatic big deal out of just about everything. She makes me see things through her eyes and realize how ridiculous I’m being. Jordan reminds me of this verse from Proverbs 31, “She is clothed with strength and dignity and laughs without fear of the future.” So often she sees the bigger picture, therefore finding it easier to laugh in the present. There are few things I enjoy more than laughing with my sister.

I have only to look at Jordan to be reminded of the redemptive power of God. There is no way that we would have a relationship apart from Him. I am in awe of the miracle that took place in our relationship 8 years ago and consider it an honor to be a part of this duo. What a privilege to be associated with such a God-fearing, talented, and beautiful young woman!

Jordan, I am so proud of the woman you are growing into. Each talent amazes me with your handmade dresses, beautiful quilts, woven jewelry and perfect pie crusts. Every day I see your heart transformed to look more and more like Jesus. You have the heart of a servant in every way. Thank you for working so tirelessly to serve me. You never complain, though you have every right to. I am so grateful for the example you set for me. I thank God for you, my precious sister. I love you.  

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3 thoughts on “Bond of Sisters, Bond of Christ

  1. Bekah, this is beautiful. I hope that some day I can say the same things of my relationship with my sister. But reading your story laid out like this has inspired me to pray so much more into a change in our relationship. Thank you for sharing this 🙂 x

  2. As the oldest of five sisters, this really resonates with me. And isn’t God kind in the way He transforms us? Thanks for writing this!

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