Here’s what I accomplished in the 17 minutes from 8:24 until 8:41 pm, CST: dug a hole, planted and watered a nice shrub with purple flowers, then pried open a Zappo’s box and tried on three pairs of shoes. God only knows what I might have done with the four minutes it took me to write this entry.
Sounds productive to me.
And besides, God isn’t tellling us anything.
Unless writing is more productive than shrub-tending