Today a headline was released that ISIS beheaded twenty one Christians. Here is how I spent my day.
I watched five episodes of The Vanilla Ice Project.
I watched three episodes of Overhaulin’.
We drove three towns over to shop for a specific brand of trail mix that we like.
I played Words With Friends.
I scanned through Facebook probably a dozen times.
I rode a stationary bicycle for thirty minutes.
We bought ice cream from Oberweis with a gift card I forgot I had.
I read a chapter of the book Joshua.
I ate a bowl of cereal, two pita sandwiches, some salad, about a dozen pieces of candy, a spoonful of ice cream, and some tortellini.
I compared prices on various species of wood I’m thinking about using to make a table.
I took a shower and was irritated that it wasn’t really hot enough.
What did I do today? The same thing I do every day. Not a damn thing. Just exactly what the devil ordered. Not a damn thing.
This is broken. Not even destroyed. It’s rusted out from sitting unused for two decades. Rusted out soul.
A war has been waged against us and I had to stop myself from complaining that my government wasn’t doing enough about it. All while I did even less.