Posts tagged with ‘love’
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The Internet and Facebook
I run to the computer. If I’m stressed, angry, depressed, bored it’s to the computer I go. To check my email (again, and again, and again), mindlessly go on Facebook, read look at my feeds, or go on Mothering forums.
Some people run to their TV, others run to people, others text. A few run to Christ when they’re stressed and I long for that to be true for me.
I always thought that the internet was stopping me from running to Christ. Take away the internet and I’d be free. But the more and more cold-turkey trials I do, or the more that I think about it, it really just boils down to a heart issue. If it wasn’t the internet it’d be something else. If I lived in the 18th century it’d be knitting, or cleaning or something else that is less addicting than Facebook. It’s all the same, even with the Israelites. They ran to actual “physical” gods while I run to cyber space (which I suppose is a god too).
So now that I’ve determined my problem (a.k.a. my heart) what do I do about things like the internet and Facebook? Do I tear out my right eye? But if it’s a heart problem I can’t remove everything. Do I keep them because of their usefulness? But, really, how useful is Facebook? What, I can comment on pictures of people that I already know? To keep in contact with people that I really don’t care about anyway? I can spy on people’s more flamboyant sins by looking at their photos? Sigh.
I’ve removed TV from my life and I have to say that I’ve never once, ever, ever regretted it. I don’t need to be able to chat with people about what happened in the latest Lost episode in order to love them. Is Facebook different? Is the internet different?
I guess the real question has to do with time. I spend SO much time on the computer. Is a shallow relationship with God really worth my name on Facebook?
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The Terrible Love of God
From January 29, 2009 @ 7:55 am
Oh, that we might worship the terrible wonder of the love of God! It is not sentimental. It is not simple. For our sake God did the impossible: He poured out his wrath on his own son—the one whose submission made him infinitely unworthy to receive it. Yet the Son’s very willingness to receive it was precious in God’s sight. The wrath-bearer was infinitely loved.
- John Piper – The Passion of Jesus Christ
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It’s Amazing…
From December 08, 2007 @ 10:42 pm
I had a dream a few nights ago: Tim and I are at this worship event and this prophetic woman points at me and heads over. She holds up an imaginary cell phone in her hand and prophesies that God would use my time for communication (I understood that to having actual, real relationships that I can pour myself into). I had Facebook-messaged one of my elementary school best friends that I haven't talked to since middle school and we hung out today and I was really hesitate, nervous, and almost didn't want to do it but I had a really fun time and we'll Lord-willingly be hanging out more tonight. And while I was hanging out with her I ran into a sixth grade best friend from Philmont who gave me her email address and that might result in getting together for coffee or something and ahh! It's just so cool! Who knew you could be actually prophesied over in <em>dreams</em>? Haha. These are people I can love! God's amazing.
