Yesterday I was walking and roguing (or is it "rogueing"? Enlighten me, please) in the cornfield,
just like I have been all week. Out in the cornfield, you have a lot of time
to… well, think.
I had been roguing one of the final rows at the end of the
field and Alex came to bail me. The thing I love about Alex is his attitude about everything. He is so cheerful ALL the time and seems to take immense pleasure in the little things in life. He and I started talking. He
told me about what he wants to do with his life, how he wants to become a
pastor or do something in missions because he wants to help people. He told me
about his love for talking with people, asking them about their faith, telling
them about Jesus, and caring for them. He told me that he doesn’t
care if he makes a lot of money, just so long as he can help people. What I loved most
was that he was so passionate about it all. Just by hearing the way he talked
and seeing his smile (I swear, he never stops smiling), I could tell that he
was 100% sincere about everything he was saying.
I think he’s also the world’s greatest optimist, always finding something to be thankful and happy about. We were walking back to the bus and he said, “You know, I’m really tired, but hey, at least I’m alive! The fact that I’m still able to breathe is something to be excited about.” That’s the kind of attitude that I love.
I think he’s also the world’s greatest optimist, always finding something to be thankful and happy about. We were walking back to the bus and he said, “You know, I’m really tired, but hey, at least I’m alive! The fact that I’m still able to breathe is something to be excited about.” That’s the kind of attitude that I love.
After talking with Alex, I started thinking (for quite a
while) about how I love it when people are passionate. Passionate about what
they do, what they want to do, what they believe, their love for others, and
life. I love it when people talk to me about what they’re passionate about –
seriously, talk to me about your passions. But mostly, I love it when I can see someone’s
passion lived out in their own life. When I can see it in their eyes, the way
they smile, the way they do something, how they talk, etc. Yeah. I like that. When
people are passionate about important things in this world, it makes me so
happy, and so glad to be alive. It reminds me that people really do care, and
those people inspire me.
^Yeah. That’s what I thought about in a cornfield. Hey, at least it kept me from getting bored. :)
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