Tribute to my “Bro”
December 11, 2004

This is my bro. Many of you know him as Josh. Many others (here at PTS) know him as “Bro.” Others out in the blogging world may have known him as Broshi for a few months while he had his blog. Josh and I met my senior year of high school when I came to visit Whitworth. His last name is Cleveland. Mine is Cleaveland. You can guess that we constantly give each other crap about this little fun-fact. In fact, we had some people fooled all through Whitworth, believing that we were actually brothers. I thought he was a dork my freshman year at Whitworth and he thought I was a total ass (because I was a total ass at a weekend retreat when I was in his small group). Then he was my RA my sophomore year and he had to put up with a lot of friendship issues that me and Tony were having. I got to know him a bit better that year, as well as the next year. When he left to go work at Texas, we IMed a lot and became better friends again, and we hung out when he came to visit Whitworth my senior year. When we were both doing youth ministry (me in Idaho and Josh in Texas) we would talk to each other on the phone almost every day. Our friends laughed at us…”you two bicker like an ‘ole married couple” they would say. We’d simply smile (because we know it’s true). I visited Josh twice down in Texas, which was fun and then we took a kick-ass roadtrip from Texas to Seattle this past summer.
And now we’re both at Princeton, learning, struggling and trying to figure out what the hell God has in store for us. I’ve met some truly wonderful people here at PTS and have many new friends…but there is truly something to be said for a friend who you know and who knows you…a friend you have history with…a friend you don’t have to explain everything to about your past…and this is Josh for me. He’s a dear friend who I know will remain one for life. We don’t agree on everything, but we have more in common than not. We are very similar in many ways, and I appreciate his gracious-spirit and ability to listen to me. Thank you Josh, for your friendship and love.
Tags: Friends, Friendships, Life
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December 11th, 2004 at 6:00 pm
kleenex… hand me the kleenex.
December 11th, 2004 at 8:22 pm
Gosh - what a nice thing to read - especially when it has to do with my son (guess which one)? Thank you, Adam - very thoughtful and honest - guess you’d say it’s refreshing to see how God works in lives through the years (and to think I had an adopted son and never even knew it). Merry Christmas!
Mom CLEVELAND (correct spelling) :)
December 12th, 2004 at 10:04 am
I second everything nice you said about Josh. (makes ‘raise the roof’ gesture.)
December 12th, 2004 at 7:16 pm
Yeah…whatever happened to his blog?
December 12th, 2004 at 7:44 pm
Bro. Thanks for the kind words. I love you, bro. If I had a blog, I’d spread Bro-love right back at you.
(…and for the record…though the picture might make it look like Adam is taller than I am…it is not so. I am taller, and he just happens to be sitting on my fat leg in that picture, so that takes him up a good few inches. whew, i feel better now.)
December 14th, 2004 at 2:34 am
An awesome post for an awesome person :-)
December 15th, 2004 at 8:33 pm
Aaahhh… That was special. Hope you have Happy Holiday season:)
September 23rd, 2007 at 8:59 pm
Whee-eeeew. Fixed!