A Carved Image of Facebook

Write about now...I'm revisiting old blogs. This one still speaks to me.
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"Yes, we are still friends. No, I did not defriend you on Facebook," was what I was telling one of my friends over the phone when I had a sudden urge to update my status about the whole conversation and then I realized, I've deactivated my Facebook account. Funny things that cross my mind throughout the day, I cannot share now. Oh, why have I deactivated my #1 social outlet?

I now go to bed at night wondering what everyone cooked for dinner, who's already talking smack about the Steelers, and what did people do over the weekend. It's been over a week and I haven't LOL'ed at a funny status or even --^ "liked it".

I don't know if I'm still some one's BFFE, sista-friend, if someone was glad to see me at church, the grocery store, or at the PTA meeting (ha!). And how am I suppose to know if something is spoken from the heart without the reiterated "just sayin'"?

My phone has not notified me that I have a message, a friend request, a wall comment, or if someone has tagged a photo of me. The battery life on my phone very seldom goes in the red (twice a day) now. I can lay down my phone and walk away and not have to worry about a Facebook notification that I just have to know, right then or I'll just DIE!!

I've been liberated. And it's nice. Real nice.

Last week I started reading Sun Stand Still by Steven Furtick. (The Kindle is in highlight overdrive!!) One night I asked myself, "What would I be able to accomplish for His glory if my faith in Him was stronger? What could God accomplish through me if I had audacious faith like Joshua?" And after I finished talking to myself, I talked to God and I asked him, "Am I ready to be used?"

After I prayed I picked up my phone (out of habit) and realized, I'm not ready to be used.

I picked up my phone(!) after spending time with the Lord! It was sickening. Instead of giving my heart time to marinate in His presence, instead of thanking Him and worshiping Him in the quietness of my alone time, I picked up my phone for one last look at Facebook.

What would God write on my wall?
"Hey. Haven't heard from you in a while. Call me when you get a chance"

"It was good to see you at church today. See you next Sunday"

"Are you mad at me? I never hear from you anymore. Just sayin'"

God spoke to me at that moment LOUD and c l e a r. I'm no different than the Isrealites and their golden calf except my idol fits in my hand and has apps galore and quick and easy access to the world. My golden calf is my tv, my ipod, my friends, my thoughts, etc.

Ugh! I'm not feeling so good right about now.

I'm a work in progress, though. I haven't checked on my Facebook friends in a week. I really don't miss it. I've figured that if someone needs to find out about me then they can email or call or text or visit (just give me a heads up so I can clean up or else I won't answer the door).

My mental status update right now would read:

Amy is finishing up this blog and then making a fresh cup of coffee so she can watch the birds outside of her window and enjoy her quiet time with her BFFE!
(God likes this)

Just sayin.