I have a presentation on Luther’s discourse on free will due in 8 hours, 11 minutes. All I can think about is distractions. I made snickerdoodles. The sticky, buttery, cinnamony dough was kneaded to perfection. The warm, soft texture was at its perfect peak to be balled, set on cookie sheets and popped in the oven for hot bakingTastica. Everything was just right, the right amount of butter to margarine, cinnamon to sugar, baking powder to baking soda. And then it happened…I just forgot. The cookies were warming, baking in the oven, then they were overbaking and crisping. No timer was set, no “hot, fresh homemade cookies” aroma was wafted, all went to imperfection. I burned them. Not just some, ALL of them. There goes 4 dozen chances at perfection, all within a period of 23 minutes.

I blame Luther. This presentation has left me wondering and wandering about, wondering if true free will really exists, wandering around and asking God if He really would allow us the ultimate space to make our own choices, even the flight or plight of our destinies after our bodies deteriorate on this earth. Why, Luther, why is there so much pressure for the little peons who are in Seminary, having to sum up your blast on free will (against Erasmus) in a mere 2-page handout to their peers and 15 minutes of discussion time? Is it possible to do such? Is it not even worth trying??? Well, 15% of my overall grade means it’s surely worth attempting.

Right now, in my most dire time of need for a sweet treat to get me going, only black holes of ideas and blackened circles that once were cookies surround my life. Perhaps failure in this extent can only be comforted with that Coconut Almond Chocolate Chip ice cream sitting in the freezer. Hmm, I wonder and wander…spoon in hand.