Last week was a crazy week for social media. I noticed Saturday evening that I had some very upset friends, and that people were fighting and arguing and trying to convince each other that his/her individual position was the correct one to have. Friends were "unfriending" friends - and finding themselves struggling with inner turmoil.
They were so desperate to prove themselves right they spent hours searching online for the perfect blog or sermon or commentary or post or poster from Pinterest to support their beliefs and provide comfort for their hearts. All day Friday, and through the night, and into Saturday the battle raged on.
When I got home Saturday evening, and wearily sat down - I logged into my Facebook, and began to read peoples' posts. But, I just couldn't get myself worked up into any kind of a frenzy. Spending time trying one-up other people via social media just seems so trivial - I am simply too busy for it.
I was busy Friday - doing what I have been called to do - planning for the Torch, and contacting people for Torch 180. I was busy praying for the multitude of people I have been meeting. I was busy trying to make sure we have enough commodities and prizes for our Carnival 4 a Cause, so that the people who come will have a fun day, and will leave with items they need - and the sense that what is happening at the Torch is bigger than any of them - and is supernaturally beyond any of us.
And after all that, I was busy volunteering at Balloonfest to help earn a donation for the Torch, because I don't believe in asking others to do it if I am not willing to. While I volunteered, I prayed and planned. I wrote a grocery list for Saturday - because we had an opportunity to take the truck out and serve a free lunch to people.
Saturday, I was quite busy, too. The morning was filled with more prayer and much preparation. And then, we took the truck out and began to serve lunch. It was raining, which caused fewer people to come than we had hoped, but we were busy, talking to and caring about people.
Most of the time, I am too busy to immerse myself in social media, and the news. I am too busy examining my own heart, and weeding out my own sin and dealing with issues where I fall short, to engulf myself in pointing at anyone else. I am too busy asking God to show me how to make a difference in the world - and how to make the world different through The Torch. I am too busy praying, too busy seeking, too busy going, too busy doing, too busy trying to follow God's command to love and serve the world. My time is occupied. My days are full. My life is fulfilled. I am just too busy.
They were so desperate to prove themselves right they spent hours searching online for the perfect blog or sermon or commentary or post or poster from Pinterest to support their beliefs and provide comfort for their hearts. All day Friday, and through the night, and into Saturday the battle raged on.
When I got home Saturday evening, and wearily sat down - I logged into my Facebook, and began to read peoples' posts. But, I just couldn't get myself worked up into any kind of a frenzy. Spending time trying one-up other people via social media just seems so trivial - I am simply too busy for it.
I was busy Friday - doing what I have been called to do - planning for the Torch, and contacting people for Torch 180. I was busy praying for the multitude of people I have been meeting. I was busy trying to make sure we have enough commodities and prizes for our Carnival 4 a Cause, so that the people who come will have a fun day, and will leave with items they need - and the sense that what is happening at the Torch is bigger than any of them - and is supernaturally beyond any of us.
And after all that, I was busy volunteering at Balloonfest to help earn a donation for the Torch, because I don't believe in asking others to do it if I am not willing to. While I volunteered, I prayed and planned. I wrote a grocery list for Saturday - because we had an opportunity to take the truck out and serve a free lunch to people.
Saturday, I was quite busy, too. The morning was filled with more prayer and much preparation. And then, we took the truck out and began to serve lunch. It was raining, which caused fewer people to come than we had hoped, but we were busy, talking to and caring about people.
Most of the time, I am too busy to immerse myself in social media, and the news. I am too busy examining my own heart, and weeding out my own sin and dealing with issues where I fall short, to engulf myself in pointing at anyone else. I am too busy asking God to show me how to make a difference in the world - and how to make the world different through The Torch. I am too busy praying, too busy seeking, too busy going, too busy doing, too busy trying to follow God's command to love and serve the world. My time is occupied. My days are full. My life is fulfilled. I am just too busy.
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