Staying away from social media is like a dog staying away from its bone. Sometimes you drool with wonder and curiosity. Other times you are still, with concern for others (the dog may be concerned who would take his bone, either way its concern).
For me, I missed and wondered about:
people I had been praying for
the people whose blogs I was reading
the people who greeted me each morning
those who wished me goodnight or asked me if I needed prayer.
Relationships done right in the Light of Christ are meaningful. They spread like wildfire. On Twitter, connections with other Christ-followers has grown rapidly. A good thing, right? For me, for them, for spreading His truth and love.
Yes, all good, but was my time there ALL beneficial?
“I have the right to do anything,” you say – but not everything is beneficial (1 Corinthians 6:12).
Jesus graciously whispered such questions. The first few weeks away were hard, I will admit. At times, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I began to read more, but I missed blogging and the interaction online.
I am almost embarrassed to say I felt an emptiness.
After the initial two weeks, my spirit settled into His peace. My morning routine with Jesus did not change. It simply became more focused on HIM.
Many of us describe our morning time as time designated for God, our quality time with Heaven’s High Priest.
Yet it wasn’t until I deleted Twitter from my home screen to obey the Lord that my eyes opened to what I was missing with Jesus:
sitting at His feet, surrendering the daily muck … the lack of patience, the desire to plan the upcoming talks, the brokenness He helped me repair … then He led me deeper.
Am I whole, Lord? Help me lay down my life, the one You saved. Open me and fill me, Lord, with what You want the women at camp to hear.
Listening for His slightest whisper, waiting for my mind to receive His thoughts, a gentle stretching of my soul by His hands.
Pliable. Clay. Unrestricted.
I awoke one morning with a vision of me dressed in a granny outfit. From the Lord, it was to be added to the preparation for the retreat.
My sister in Christ, Karen joined me at Camp Sonrise. Ministering together, Karen led worship and shared her story of healing that included her great grandmother.
Friends, I am only being honest. I am not sure I would have “noticed” (Lord, forgive me) His message about enhancing our talk with the acting if I wasn’t on this sabbath. If I did notice it, would I have fully grasped its importance to Him?
While on social media, our eyes tend to be drawn to what others are posting. Beyond that, our eyes and egos get tangled when we see someone is writing to us in a comment or shared a post.
When in ALL time, our eyes shall be fixed on our Author and Perfecter of Faith (Hebrews 12:2).
Jesus blessed me as I gave Him the time He deserved, for He is more than worthy.
Feeling close to Jesus is like being a new born baby precious in His sight, nuzzled to His chest, sensing the pulse of His life into yours.
In receiving Him, the hunger grew for His truth, the need for His bread of life expanded. My focus on His Word helped me prepare to serve, helped my soul explode with thankfulness and praise, and only left me yearning for more.
Because my bucket was full, I had more to give to my family before I left for a string of days. Jackson was turning 12 the day I left town, so we celebrated in stages beforehand.
I learned (again) how a regular break from social media is essential. In my case, if I don’t take regular breaks, my time on social media multiplies.
Will you join me in multiplying time with Jesus/time in His Word and lessening our time on social media?
How do you make boundaries with your time spent online? Has any event caused you to reconsider your social media and/or blogging presence? I look forward to reading your comments.
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Good Tuesday to you!
It’s been a long while since I have posted. Thank you and welcome to all the new readers who have gathered in my absence.
I missed blogging.
This week I will post more as He reveals His messages from the retreat.
If you missed it, there is a new #poem Angelic Help at https://faithhopeandpoetry.blog
If you need prayer, please feel free to ask. At the beginning of each month, I create a new prayer list.
If this post touched you (as I know many of us struggle with balancing social media in our lives), please share.
Have a wonder-full day in the Lord.