In the fascinating personality model of the Enneagram, I’m a Type 4, the individualist. Type 4’s are generally introverted, introspective, creative, and — best of all — deeply emotional. Everything profoundly affects us 4’s, from sunsets to dog movies to every single word everyone has ever said to us.

More than any other type, the 4 feels he is cut from a different cloth than the rest of humanity. The 4 craves a rescuer to save him from his plight, and while my spirit clings to Jesus as my ultimate rescuer, my heart can’t help yearning for another, more tangible saving one.

Amid this particular arena of same-sex attraction, my Type 4 self hungers for the love of another man to save me — but, as I wrote previously, rarely the love of a romantic partner.

For most of my life, I’ve wanted the love of a big brother.

A couple years ago, a Christmas commercial wrecked me — the usual for a Type 4 — and I wrote on my other blog about this big brother hole in my life. In times of uncertainty and confusion, especially, these brotherly longings swirl most vigorously.

I got to searching videos on YouTube the other night, and what I found wrecked me. I started following a rabbit trail of “big brother surprises little brother” videos, where big strong active military guys opened a door or turned a corner and surprised their innocent unaware little brothers.

All the videos ruined me, but this particular reaction broke me the most:

I’ve watched this video probably a dozen times; it keeps drawing me back for reasons I uncover with each subsequent viewing.

The little brother’s military shirt in honor of his big brother.

The little brother’s gasp and covering of emotions at the sight of his big brother in the shadows.

The little brother’s rush to fall into his big brother.

The little brother’s refusal to let go of his big brother.

The big brother’s holding of his little brother, stroking his back, and kissing the top of his head repeatedly.

And the big brother holds and strokes and kisses his little brother as long as he needs him to.

I find myself living vicariously through the little brother, always wanting a big brother to hold me like that, especially in times of mourning and madness: when I moved as a kid, when my dog died in college, toward the end of a continental road trip, and even now as I try to piece a new life together.

I’ve always wanted to press into someone bigger than me, someone stronger, someone wiser. A big brother to hold me, a big brother to comfort me, a big brother to tell me everything will be okay because he’s right there and he’s not going to let me go.

As the oldest of three kids, I’ll never know the feeling of a big brother by blood, and that honestly pricks my heart. Looking back on these last five years, I realize many of my friendships with opposite-sex attracted (OSA) males have been repeated, often feeble, attempts to secure the big brother I’ve never had yet always wanted, obsessing over guys to the point of idolization and eventually parting ways with the older brother figure who, in fact, did not rescue me from my plight.

And this Type 4’s savior search continues.

I know I’ve matured a lot in the last five years. I’m grasping more that no human can fully “rescue” me, that only Jesus can provide what my soul truly craves — a reason to live.

Jesus has indeed rescued me from a purposeless void, filling me with these passions to write and tell my story and connect my journey with others as I go — as all of us crawl and stagger and go.

I don’t know that I’ll ever fully lose these heartbeats of longing for that big brother figure, or if I’ll ever find him. A big brother to shove me when I tell a stupid joke. A big brother to tell me to go away when I follow him around too much.

But ultimately, a big brother to wrap his arms around me when I’m hurting. A big brother to guide me, a big brother to protect me, a big brother to pray over me.

A big brother to stand beside, to look up to, and see strength. Strength in him, strength in me.

Do you have a big brother? Tell us about your relationship with him. Are you the oldest like me or an only child, and have you ever wanted a big brother figure in your life?

* Photo courtesy ophilos, Creative Commons.

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    • Reply Jeremy

      6 January 2016, 6:25 am

      Thanks for your post and the vid. Yes, touched me too. But older bro? Had one of those, though he was more like a twin except in his lording it over the rest of the minion bros (3 of us), cos we were only 14 months apart. He always put the “I’m the eldest of us so it’s my privilege” thing and took the best seat, the first place, etc. To have had a much older bro. who looked out for me would have been different. I’m a bit old for that now though, lol! Anyone want an older bro? Here I am! Lol! I have the privilege of a much younger companion, but don’t ever think of him as a bro. At school I swooned over older guys, especially if they said something kind to me. If they were kind I would do anything for them, though they never really asked.

      • Reply Thomas Mark Zuniga

        6 January 2016, 12:33 pm

        Wow, so many brothers. Would have been interesting to have more than just the one in my family!

      • Reply Nobody

        14 November 2022, 2:28 am

        I am the eldest son in my family. Since, childhood I wanted to have a elder brother. As a child, I even asked my parents, if I can get a elder brother, anyhow, but I think they laughed it off. Of course, it was a silly demand…but anyways.
        My desire to have an elder brother is still alive. I want him to love me, protect me, support me, smack me, scold me, fight with me. But above all love, care and understanding exists between us.
        I could only wish to get my brother, one day. Beacuse being the elder son is fun but exhaustive.

    • Reply Paul Kinney

      6 January 2016, 12:15 pm

      Tom, this huts close to my heart. I never had a blood brother , older or younger. Thankfully, God always seemed to provide one or two for me.

      • Reply Thomas Mark Zuniga

        6 January 2016, 12:33 pm

        Glad for that provision, Paul! I’ve been blessed by an awesome younger brother and various friends over the years, but I just can’t shake that hole of longing for the older brother figure.

    • Reply Marshall R

      6 January 2016, 3:39 pm

      Tom, you already know much of my story, but I will say a few words for the rest of us. No, I never had an older brother. I was the oldest of 3 children with one brother a year younger and one sister 5 years younger. I felt like I seriously failed my own younger brother, so instead of desiring to have an older brother, I have yearned to BE an older brother to younger guys and NOT fail them! I will tell the sad story of my brother here soon…

    • Reply Dean Samuels

      6 January 2016, 5:48 pm

      I have several older brothers who are less than stellar. And by that, I mean downright awful. I wish I had never met them to be honest.
      But, in a way, their terrible impact on my life has been redeemed. Because they were so bad, I swore to be a better older brother- if I ever got the chance. While I have no biological younger brothers, I have one friend who is many years my younger and calls me his older brother. He and I have a great relationship and God has allowed me to be the older brother this kid needs.
      I wish my brothers and I could have a better relationship. But knowing that it will never happen, I at least take joy in that God has allowed me to be an older brother to someone who needs it.

      • Reply Thomas Mark Zuniga

        11 January 2016, 8:40 pm

        Nothing is wasted — something I have to constantly tell myself. If having several awful older brothers has only served in making you a stronger older brother figure for others, then praise be to God! I do hope you encounter redemption with your older brothers, though. I can only imagine the pain that’s been caused and felt over the years. Grateful for you, brother.

    • Reply Kevin Frye

      7 January 2016, 12:35 am

      I have just one brother. He’s three years older than me, but we were not close growing up. We fought all the time. We hated each other. We hurt each other a lot, both physically and other ways. We’ve since reconciled and forgiven each other, but we’re still not close. We help each other out and love each other as brothers in Christ, but there’s no real, affectionate bond between us.
      I have felt the same way as you my whole life, even though I have an older brother. I’ve always wanted some older brother figure to come and rescue me, take me away, hold me, teach me, guide me, support me, and help me through the storms of life as well as to celebrate with me when I am glad. I know your pain and longing, Tom.

      • Reply Thomas Mark Zuniga

        11 January 2016, 8:37 pm

        I don’t know that I knew that about your having an older brother. I hope you guys find that place of affectionate restoration someday. In the meantime, know that you no doubt inspire the younger brothers in our midst!

    • Reply Chris

      7 January 2016, 4:51 am

      I don’t have any brothers; just one sister. Interestingly, I’m somewhat opposite to you. I would have preferred a younger brother to an older one. He would have been someone that I would have been a role model and a leader for although probably not quite a rescuer.

      • Reply Thomas Mark Zuniga

        11 January 2016, 8:35 pm

        I’m glad you mentioned the younger brother dynamic. I definitely don’t want to grow so obsessed with my older brother pursuits that I neglect any opportunities to BE the older brother to my own younger brother or the kids I work with, etc. We all have a responsibility to mentor and raise up the younger generation, whether they differ between us by one year or one hundred!

    • Reply Matt 'Ashįįhí

      12 January 2016, 10:26 pm

      I’m the middle child of the family. One older, and one younger. My older brother and I were close, but never really that close, if that makes sense. We’ve had our ups and downs, even to this day! There are days I do look up to my older brother, yet other days I’m glad he’s not involved in my life anymore, and I have this independent thing going on, which I love! But the days I look up to him, are the days I’m proud he was basically my spiritual leader! He’s smarter than me, and can out argue both my younger brother and I combined. Ugh. But, you can tell he’s proud of being the oldest, and glad he doesn’t have anyone above him. But him being the oldest, and looking up to him, he has taught me a lot, just mostly watching his actions, and him actually challenging me to be a better person, even if it meant hurting my feelings every now and then. My question to you is, have you, being the oldest, been an example to your younger siblings? Have you challenged them to be a better person in life?

    • Reply Matt 'Ashįįhí

      12 January 2016, 10:29 pm

      I’m the middle child of the family. One older, and one younger. My older brother and I were close, but never really that close, if that makes sense. We’ve had our ups and downs, even to this day! There are days I do look up to my older brother, yet other days I’m glad he’s not involved in my life anymore, and I have this independent thing going on, which I love! But the days I look up to him, are the days I’m proud of him because he was basically my spiritual leader! He’s smarter than me, and can out argue both my younger brother and I combined. Ugh. But, you can tell he’s proud of being the oldest, and glad he doesn’t have anyone above him. But him being the oldest, and looking up to him, he has taught me a lot, just mostly watching his actions, and him actually challenging me to be a better person, even if it meant hurting my feelings every now and then. My question to you is, have you, being the oldest, been an example to your younger siblings? Have you challenged them to be a better person in life?

      • Reply Thomas Mark Zuniga

        13 January 2016, 2:14 pm

        I’ve always thought being the middle child would be awesome — an older sibling and a younger sibling, the best of both worlds. I’m certain the middle child also carries at least some level of the stereotypical con of “stuckness,” but I think I would have loved to experience that. I mentioned my younger siblings in another comment, as they’re definitely not lost in my thoughts and emotions for an older sibling. I’d like to think I’ve been a solid older brother for them over the years — although I’ll never quite know what they thought of their older brother as he went through his year-long wandering to and fro over the earth in a Mitsubishi Galant last year.

    • Reply Jeremy

      14 January 2016, 1:33 am

      Very interesting reading the different experiences. I wonder if the yearning for an older brother who is the ideal – kind, compassionate, considerate, helpful, rescuer, guide, comforter, etc, etc – is not the Lord’s way of drawing us to Him and making Jesus our older brother. I love to think of Jesus in that way.

    • Reply Alan Gingery

      16 January 2016, 9:07 pm

      I was the youngest and had both a sister and a brother. My brother was a troubled child and not easy to get along with or love. I did love him but we were not close–probably part of the “big brother hole” that made me needy for male acceptance and love. As adults my relationship with my big brother worsened as his mental health got worse. In the end, he was in a nursing facility and taking medication to control schizophrenia. When medicated, he became gentle and no longer violent and aggressive. I was able to visit him, touch him affectionately and show him my love perhaps for the first time in my life. And more significantly, I asked my father to visit my big brother and the two of them were reconciled after many bitter years of separation that was propagated by my brother’s schizophrenia. My brother has been dead for about 2 years now and I miss him. I am glad that I could love him with the love of Christ before the end of his life. Ours was not a smooth road, but I am thankful for my bigger brother.

    • Reply The Daily Ground Hog

      7 May 2016, 1:28 pm

      Only child here…I spent 10 years wishing for an older brother. How was that going to work? I was the first born. I remember urging Mom and Dad to adopt one. The video busted my tear ducts wide open. I’m not normally given to that sort of thing, but it all came rushing back. Why did I want that? An only child has privileges that others do not enjoy and which I continue to enjoy to this very day. Even so, I always wanted the big Bro. Having someone to guide us that has been to places we have not yet gone is part of it. It’s why I love Jesus, and as you say, He is the ultimate Big Bro. That is gonna be a good hug. I bet I get a kiss on the forehead too!

    • Reply Eddie

      8 June 2016, 4:48 pm

      Well I see I’m a bit late to this posting, but I think I’ll put in my 2 cents. Having an older brother? WOW! It’s like Tom is reading my mind from afar. If I was asked when do you first remember showing any SSA “tendencies?” I would have to say when I was around 4-5 years old. Yeah, that young guys! I came to meet the son of a family friend. His name was Bobby (18-20?) and I was immediately enamored by him. At that moment, I had my first “big brother crush” when I first laid eyes on him as he was a model of masculine manhood, tall and strong. Everything I would want to emulate as a young man. Of course, at that age, everyone dismissed this overt attention I showed Bobby, but since that time there have been other “surrogate” big brothers throughout my childhood. I can still recall their names like Will, Wayne, Tony, David, Chris and Rick. Some of them grew to be mere acquaintances while others were a bit longer term relationships. I never wanted anything more from them but an older male role model in mutually loving and supportive brotherhood. As I have grown older, the yearning for brotherhood, not necessarily “big” brotherhood remains.

    • Reply A Friend

      19 November 2016, 8:18 pm

      Oh my word! This reached the inner depth of my soul–EXACTLY what I’ve wanted forever and was scared to share–think a lack of a brother like this is what drove me to homosexuality…imagine the healing that could have happened before if I had had a big brother! Thanks for letting me know I’m not alone. Quite a healing post.

    • Reply Michael

      7 July 2017, 11:24 am

      @@thomasmarkz:disqus you’re words express my longings so much. Though I am the youngest of 5, a twin and have any older brother, I didn’t always have the close emotional or physically relationships with an older brother. when you say: “But ultimately, a big brother to wrap his arms around me when I’m hurting. A big brother to guide me, a big brother to protect me, a big brother to pray over me. A big brother to stand beside, to look up to, and see strength. Strength in him, strength in me.” That is so what I long for as well.

      • Reply Thomas Mark Zuniga

        7 July 2017, 5:09 pm

        How cool that you have a twin and other older siblings in your life. I pray they may serve as close guides or mentors in your life as time goes by. And that you connect fruitfully with other older individuals along the way, too.

    • Reply Dean Bailey

      27 August 2017, 9:40 pm

      I’ve always wanted a brother… not necesssarily a big brother, but just a brother to be close to.
      That video you shared was simply awesome in every way! It was a perfect portrayal of what I’d imagine the love between my brother and me would be like, if I’d actually been blessed with a brother in my life.

    • Reply Eddie

      27 August 2017, 9:49 pm

      Of course Dean. YOB has a lot out there, but there’s always time to put in our own input.

    • Reply parsa sadeghi

      12 November 2017, 3:22 pm

      @ThomasMarkZuniga I’ve always wanted to have a little brother or sister like the one in your video.. I wish I could do something about it..

    • Reply Benjamin Sciberras

      18 July 2018, 9:22 pm

      Perhaps its my personality type (Enneagram type 1, INTJ) but I find I don’t easily connect with my emotions (besides anger/bitterness and happiness) at all. As I watched the youtube clip, cognitively I know that something significant is happening emotionally for the younger brother, and yet I can’t seem to feel it. I don’t experience bodily emotions anymore. I don’t cry and I very rarely attach/love. I don’t want to be like this. I know that I used to cry, especially in my preteens.
      I have three sisters, including a twin sister and I was raised by my mother from age 7. I would have liked to have kind older and younger brothers, and for that matter a father who was emotionally present. In God’s wisdom it was not to be. I often find myself attracted to tall, kind men not that much older or younger than me. I suspect that this is the desire for an older brother coming through. I hope I can be a kind and affectionate older brother to others.

      • Reply Thomas Mark Zuniga

        19 July 2018, 10:07 am

        Thanks for reading, Benjamin. I’m almost scared to rewatch that video because it strums up so much in me. It’s hard to put into words. I’ve definitely gone through periods where I couldn’t cry…only for the dam to break with enough time and pressure.

    • Reply tikijazz

      4 September 2019, 10:18 am

      What an Interesting post. I have always wanted a brother as I am an only child. I have only just begun looking to see if there are other virtual outlets. There are so many young fellas looking for guidance.

      • Reply Thomas Mark Zuniga

        11 September 2019, 12:48 pm

        Thanks for your story, brother. I’ve often wondered what life as an only child would have been like with these deep desires. I’m all the more grateful for a younger brother (and sister), despite those longings for something else and something more. Learning contentment will be a lifelong endeavor, I’m sure. But I’m finding it to be much of the cure in my hard longings for the else and more.

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