recklessly dreaming

Its 11:48. Not long ago the MSNBC site had a breaking news banner at the top of their page: Blast Reported at Polling Site.

I wonder how many people will die in Iraq as Americans sleep tonight? (The polling locations opened tonight at 10 and will close at 4am central time.)

How many will we actually hear about on the news? We will know the name of every U.S. soldier killed. How many ordinary people will not make it through the night? How many haven’t made it through the last year? 22 months?

How many Iraqi citizens, made in the image of God, will not make it through the day? Will we hear about it? Do Americans care? Are we indifferent? Do we say it is for the better good? Does our heart break? Do we say it is better than it was?

I hope that the new day in Iraq is peaceful. I pray for peace, not just today but long term. I pray for eyes that see these people forgotten by our media and often far from our thoughts as the image of the living God. I pray for a heart that breaks for, loves, and is concerned for them the way that God is.

Mr. Jimmy Pogue taught my Senior A.P. English class in High School. However, besides studying world literature, there was one computer with …. Jezzball. Now this little gem is on my PC (The only thing my PC is better at than my mac. Please note, however, that my PC is mute other than the annoying system beep.)

When I came in the office today, there was an unfinished game from yesterday. So I continued. I was bested by level 31. (With a respectable score) I will return to conquer the 32 balls bouncing back and forth on my screen and you will not be victorious again.