I know I mentioned this in a previous post, but I'm still on a Barnabas kick. I've been thinking about Barnabas a lot lately, picturing him in my shoes as a college student during crunch time at the end of the year. I imagine Barnabas walking around in chacos, with a backpack full of books, smiling cheerfully on the way to the library, beard blowing slightly in the breeze. I imagine him taking the time out of his day (after hitting the books and feeling really tired himself) to sit on a bench and listen to a friend talk about how tired they are. I imagine Barnabas on a bench, just listening and being an encouragement.
I imagine Barnabas chasing down a frisbee, cloak billowing behind him as he runs, laughing all the while. I imagine him just having that infections kind of attitude. The kind of attitude that makes you want to spend time with him. Barnabas would be the guy who had the most to do but was the least worried about it all. Walking in and out of the library, spending time with friends, encouraging the depressed and tired.
Oh if there could only be more Barnabas's out there.
1 comment:
mark cook.
this past week i've been sitting around reading different articles about barnabas, wondering a lot of the same things. how coincidental is that??
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