I've never considered myself to be someone who was overly attached to their phone. I don’t download every trendy new app, I’ve never played Words With Friends, and the people in my life can attest to the fact that sometimes I take a while to respond to texts.
Over the weekend my phone took an unfortunate tumble and the screen was shattered. I dropped it off Monday morning to get fixed, not thinking twice about being without it for a day. But before I even pulled out of the parking lot, I found myself digging through my purse looking for the thing simply out of habit. How could I check the traffic on my route to work without my phone? Then a wave of panic set in and I began going through every possible scenario in my head.
What if something happens to me? I couldn’t even call for help. What if my car breaks down? What if I run out of gas? (I had just filled up) Or worst of all, what if I get in an accident?
As my mind was racing I began to talk to God asking him to keep me safe, and it was only through my desperate prayers that I realized how ridiculous I was being. My phone doesn’t keep me safe from any of those things.
That’s when it hit me that maybe I have an unhealthy relationship with “Siri.”
Not only was I more worried for my well being, but I actually felt severely inconvenienced by the fact that I couldn’t compulsively check my emails, weather, calendar and bank account from the palm of my hand.
I was without my phone for a grand total of 8 hours. Not exactly a lifetime. But I think this was yet another way of the Lord showing me that my sense of control was merely an illusion. I don’t need to be connected to every form of media 24/7 to make it through my day. I also think that this is just a tiny preview of what my life will be like on the race.
I know that this next season of my life will require me to trust in God on a level that I’ve never experienced before, and I can’t wait for that!
