Dear God,
I hate my brother. I can't stand being around him. He just makes it so easy! He's smoking and drinking and who knows what else, and I just....hate his guts. I know its wrong, I've prayed about it so long. I can't tell anybody because I'm ashamed. But I hate him. I don't want to be near him. Its gotten to the point where I don't want him to go to church with me, even though I know he needs to be there.
Its wrong, and its sick, and its letting the Devil win. What do I do? He has rare sweet moments, but only when he wants something. Then he'll turn right around and give me the proverbial dagger in the back. What do I do?
Pleasee help me not to hate my big little brother.