speaking of amazing sophomores...

i really, really love my little brother. he's serving an LDS mission in Madrid, Spain and he sent me an email the other day saying this: "It is hard to see the beauty (or the shortcomings) of a painting with the nose pressed to the canvas. Similarly with our lives, self-analysis can sometimes be a difficult process... Sometimes the things that we need most, that are the best for our development, are the most bitter." how in the world did this kid get so wise?