In a prior post, I told you that I was going to spend the next 50 days breaking free. The first step on that journey was freedom from Facebook while stepping into fostering real friendships. I have to say- the real friendship part is the hardest, but being Facebook free has been liberating so far.
Today is day 8: The first cool byproduct of this journey…is uninterrupted life. I do not feel the need to interrupt a moment to take a picture and post it. When we went to get out Christmas tree, I left the phone behind. Don’t get me wrong…a picture of the three guys under what would be our new Christmas tree was priceless. All I could see was their behinds and legs hanging out as they took turns sawing away. It was post worthy- seriously! But, instead I enjoyed the moment and tucked it away in my memory. I kept that memory for myself. My little girl curled up in the chair at the jewelry store with her face pressed up against the glass while admiring the sparkly jewels was another moment that I would have ordinarily shared…not today.
One of the speakers at the Allume conference I attended in October said something that really made an impact upon me. She said that when we post pictures to sites like Instagram or Facebook…they are just snap shots. We end up with an edited version of life with filters turned on. We photo shop out the ugly stuff and put a little boost of color in the great stuff and the pictures turn out great! But are they accurate? Everything–good and bad…trials and blessings–are from God. Each and EVERY moment is a learning experience and an opportunity for growth. If we photo shop everything and only share certain things, then we are not giving God the glory for all things. Huh. That certainly made me think.
Living life? Yes. “Feed”-ing life to others? Not right now. Still logging my blessings in the process? More and more! My eyes are looking up and around and not at my phone or a computer screen.
I am “Friend-ing” but with REAL LIVE PEOPLE! I am being more intentional about reconnecting with people I have lost touch with and slowing down a bit to share more moments with the people around me.
Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor:
If either of them falls down, one can help the other up.
But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up.
I have a dear friend who I miss terribly. She and I make it a point to get together once ever few months or so. It’s time…overdue actually. So I emailed her to see if we can make our date. We’re all set for this weekend and I have five days and six hours until I get to see her. (But who’s counting?)
I also contacted my former co-workers. They get together at a specific restaurant every Thursday for lunch. I have been invited many times, but there is always something. Fact of the matter-there always WILL be something if I don’t dictate otherwise. One of those friends has been battling cancer. She is one of the strongest women I know. She is full of grace, beauty and charm at all times. She was a pleasure to work with and I am so glad that we became friends during that time. When I caught wind of her recent struggle I sent her flowers and a card, but remained at a distance because I thought she needed room and time. Time for what? I wonder. Sure, she has days when she is tired from treatment and I heard that she had been sick at times also. Shame on me. Why on earth did I put this visit off? I met up with a few of those ladies on Thursday and it was so nice to catch up with them. My dear friend was under the weather and couldn’t make it, but she has just two treatments remaining. Pray for good news!
There is a family…a couple and their three kids…who we have grown close with over recent years. We love spending time with them and used to see them regularly, but regrettably- life gets in the way sometimes. (At least, we allow it to.) So we got together for pizza and a little Phase-10 card game on Saturday. It was the perfect evening. Another long overdue gathering.
Why do we allow so much time to pass between visits or conversations with friends? We each live life in our own bubble and allow our bubbles to brush against the other bubbles near us. For some reason over the past two decades those bubbles have become less and less permeable. We need to let people in…and we need to get out.
Sure, it’s spelled wrong according to Webster, but I think this spelling is more accurate.
It’s still early in my Facebook-free adventure, but I am learning already that it has made my “bubble” a little thick and it has occupied more of my time than it should have. I do miss seeing the scripture and encouragement posted by others. But, I think in the end- the elimination of the distracting and negative aspects of Facebook will be well worth it.
In the meantime, I am going to keep “friend-ing”…and playing Legos with my kids, and rolling in the snow, playing cards and video games, and trying to keep up with our family schedule while looking for God’s presence and purpose for my life. You may not get to see the pictures, but I assure you… life is good- footloose and Facebook-free.