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A Day in the Life of Tony (Sort Of)

At the beginning of every day, I get up, make my bed, and sit down to read Scripture for a while. Today, I read Acts 2, in which the Holy Spirit comes on the believers in Jerusalem as tongues of fire. Thus began my day today, and thus begins this blog entry: A Day in the Life of Tony.

I began this day at 5:30. After reading the Bible and praying, I wrote my list of goals for the day. On today's list, I wrote the following:

1. Read the Bible.
2. Wash, dry, and fold laundry.
3. Play guitar.
4. Write on your blog.
5. Read part of one of your books.
6. Write at least one stanza of a poem.

This done, I began the aforementioned laundry. I then checked my e-mail; tended to my daily Lumosity games; and read more about the police chase here in Stockton, including videos of a witness to the chase, a woman I know.

After breakfast, I read a book I bought about the history of pirates. I rarely do this, but I then took a short nap, after which I read another book called A Grief Observed. It is as sad as its title suggests. The author has just lost his wife, and is questioning both God and those who are trying to comfort him. Eventually, I made my way to my guitar, where I learned how to play part of an Oasis song called "Champagne Supernova."

Hereafter, I was visited by a man about whom I have written in a previous post, Ivan. Ivan is a Jehovah's Witness. The last time he came, we discussed the Jehovah's Witness church, and he was open and non-confrontational about the questions I had. Today, I asked him what I believe is the most important question that anyone considering Christianity must answer. I asked him whom he believes Jesus is. He replied that Jesus is God's son, sent to save humanity. Finding this the most important point of Scripture and Christianity, I asked if he believes that Jesus is God. He replied that he did not, and each of us went on to discuss his point of view. We parted on friendly terms, as we had last time, but in definite disagreement on this point. With the visit still on my mind, I then researched more about Jesus' claims about himself.

I must still write part of a new poem, which I will do now, and I plan to go to Peet's Coffee later. Most days are not as quiet as today, certainly not during the school year. Still, I took part in some of the things I enjoy.

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