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Barabas’s
father, Frank Heffelfinger, came to visit this week! Frank
works as a janitor at Disney Internet Group on Lenkershim
Boulevard in North Hollywood, California. He arrived here on
Friday. Today Barabas and his father and Uncle Floyd are
leaving to go on a week of canoeing and camping! Oh boy, there
is a lot to do to get everything ready for the week!
“I reckon
you’ll need to put your stuff in the back of the truck later
son.” Uncle Floyd said to Barabas. Uncle Floyd calls Barabas
‘son’ because he adopted Barabas. And because he loves
Barabas! “Right now I need your help to carry the canoe out.
Now, Running
Chairs was watching all the goings on and, as usual, she was
talking too much. “Like, you know, I don’t think you guys will
have, you know, like enough room for all that stuff. I think
you should have, you know, figured out that that is too much to
take. Cause you know my mommy said that sometimes you just
can’t take it all like when we went to the shore two years ago
and I wanted to take my toys and she said that I could only take
SOME toys but not ALL my toys so I had to, you know, decided
what to take and what would not fit in the trailer, so I think
that is your problem.”
Barabas kind
of looked up and said to himself “Running Chairs, your name
should be Running Mouth!” And Uncle Floyd only said “Reckon
so.” and they kept walking. They were very busy thinking about
their canoe trip!
But this did
not deter Running Chairs. She continued “And you know, mommy
said that you can do without a lot of the things that, like that
you only think you need but you can pack less things to leave
room for the important stuff like the FOOD and the BEDDING and
you know all that stuff.” By now, Uncle Floyd and Barabas were
out of sight so Running Chairs just waited there. She was
feeling a bit left out. Going on a canoe trip sounds like a lot
of fun. Her family has not been able to afford a vacation trip
for several years.
The Bible
lesson today talks about helping our neighbors when they are in
trouble. Sometimes we kind of walk past our neighbors when we
are all wound up in our own life and forget about theirs. Jesus
asks us to NOT just walk past, but to stop and do something
GOOD. And sometimes, the surprise is WHO it is that takes the
time to stop and do the good thing for your neighbor.
Frank came
through the back yard carrying more items for the truck. And
Running Chairs started to talk again in an embarrassing rush of
words. “Oh, like I know who YOU are, like you must be Barabas’s
father. Cause my mommy told me about you, that you were in
jail, but now, you know, you are a janitor at the Disney
Internet Group on Lenkershim Blvd in North Hollywood CA and that
you had a car crash and that is when Barabas’s mommy died and
that was a bad time but now like it is a better time cause you
have a job and because you told Uncle Floyd to adopt Barabas and
Uncle Floyd is your, like you know your brother.”
Frank had a
lot of things to do too. And Frank does not have much
experience listening to a talkative little horse like Running
Chairs. He wondered what he should say to her. And you know,
sometimes when we stop and leave a little quiet space in our
busy brains and stop thinking about ME, ME, ME, God places His
Word near to us, He places His Word in our heart and in our
mouth. So Frank . . . sat down with Running Chairs and said
“You seem to know a lot about me. But I don’t know you. Tell
me about yourself.” And oh boy! Running Chairs did! She told
Frank about all her brothers and sisters and how she got her
name when her father said they were running out of chairs at the
dinner table when she was born so he named her Running Out Of
Chairs, but now her nickname is just Running Chairs.
Soon Barabas
and Uncle Floyd came around the corner with the canoe. And
Frank excused himself from the conversation with Running Chairs
and helped load the truck. You know, I think there may not be
room for Barabas and Jeter and Uncle Floyd and Frank.

When we stop
our brains from only thinking about ME, ME, ME, we serve God
many ways; by what we think in our minds about our neighbor, by
the words we say with our mouth to our neighbor, by the work we
do with our hands with our neighbor, by the love we have in our
heart for our neighbor and by the way we listen with our ears to
our neighbor. THE END
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