I love social media. I love movies. I love T.V. I love texting. I love the internet. Ok, maybe love is too strong a word. Need; that's more the word I'm looking for. I need these things and want these things.
At the same time I hate that I need all this media. I feel like it's something that has serious
ly begun to take over my life. When I have nothing else to do instead of spending my time wisely like studying the Bible, playing guitar, or working out, I end up mindlessly checking Facebook. Again and again and again. It's almost as if it's becoming an addiction.
Because of this I feel like my relationship with God is not where it should be. My constant media intake is causing my brain to run rampart all the time. I try to focus on praying and all my brain does is bounce from what food I want to eat, to what shows I need to catch up on, to my to-do list for the day, to the fact that I really don't like vegetables. My mind goes everywhere but focusing on the most important moment at hand. I attribute this to media.
One of the many thousand reasons I'm excited for the World Race is because it's going to be a "forced" disconnect. I'll have barely any access to the internet, no phone, no T.V. and no social media. Instead I'll be making real relationships and seeing real places instead of just on the T.V. I long for this now.
I long for actually being out in the world, experiencing God at work, having hard times and horrible times that'll make me a better person, falling down and picking myself back up, meeting tons of new people and making lasting relationships. I'm tired of this fake world I've been living in. I'm ready to disconnect. I'm ready for life to happen.
"Soon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase noise and distract humanity from the essence of life, contemplation, meditation…tooting, howling, screeching, booming, crashing, whistling, grinding, and trilling bolster his ego. His anxiety subsides. His inhuman void spreads monstrously like a gray vegetation." ~Jean Arp
