I don’t know what came over me last Friday, but I suddenly became sick and tired of Facebook and all other social media. And then I quit it all.
Well, I sort of quit. I get some vital emails through FB’s Messenger app and social media is sort of my job. I can’t exactly quit for good. But I can certainly turn down the volume to a manageable level, so for the whole weekend I just ignored it.
Relief. Let’s just breathe in some fresh air called relief. Human beings filter our communications for a reason– no one wants to know every little thing we think. Our opinions aren’t meant to be shared 24 hours a day, and I live with two middle schoolers so I know what I’m talking about.
(Is there a group in the history of the world who is more prone to sharing their opinions all the time? I have not yet found a group more opinionated than kids in middle school. Pray for me.)
Silence is sometimes the most valuable thing we could hope to experience, in other words.
I’m not discounting the value of social media, because sometimes it’s awesome. I love it for the following reasons:
- pregnancy announcements
- photos and videos of children being adorable for any reason
- funny stories
- vacation photos
- etcetera, etcetera.
But it’s equally awful for these reasons:
- political blathering and fighting
- thoughtless comments disguised as “sharing my truth”
- memes that are so idiotic I begin to seriously question my relationship with the fool who posted it to their feed
- general pigheadedness
I’m worried the general pigheadedness is so loud we can’t hear the important stuff. If we’re buried in status updates for hours a day, are we leaving room for the important information? Can we hear our families when they speak to us? Can we discern wisdom and truth from the junk anymore?
Jesus said this:
My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.
(John 10:27, biblegateway.com)
How can I even hear Jesus when I have 32 videos of Donald Trump flapping his lips in front of me? And let’s not discount the twelve memes of cats in tutus, and two posts urging me to click like so baby koalas aren’t killed by terrorists.
Let’s turn down the noise and turn up the valuable, life-bringing, all-powerful information we need to live lives that glorify God. The cats in tutus can continue without us for a few minutes, I believe. And no one needs to hear anything Donald Trump is saying.
But maybe I’ve crossed the line to my own political blatherings here. I apologize. And may the rest of your day be filled with valuable conversations and time with your loved ones.