Friday, March 20, 2015

Face Book vs Porch Swings

I like face book.  It is a window into my past.  It keeps me connected to old friends, new friends and friends I don’t even know.  It educates and entertains.  It has lots of funny video clips.  (Did you see the one with the guy dancing to Uptown Funk on the tread mill?)  I really like face book.  That’s why I had to give it up… sort of.

I mean, I haven’t really, totally stopped getting on face book (I’ll post this blog on it), but I’ve been forced to rethink my unconditional commitment to it.  It’s not that Satan used face book to invade my body (I don’t think).  But I found myself somewhat unsatisfied after spending an extended period on it.  It’s hard to explain.

My gut feelings were confirmed while sitting on the porch swing.  My wife, Cindy, and I decided to take advantage of the burst of warmth that happened one day last week.  We went out on our back porch, sat down on the porch swing and talked.  A novel idea!  We talked about nothing in particular for no particular reason.  We just talked and swung in the porch swing.  (Right now I have the overwhelming urge to write a couple verses of Swingin, the country classic by John Anderson, but I’ll resist.)

The point I’m trying to make is this.  When we were done talking about nothing in particular for no particular reason I felt full and good.  When I realize that I’ve given up thirty or forty-five minutes of my life on face book I don’t feel full and good.  Sometimes I feel a little bit empty.

Please don’t misunderstand.  I’m not saying we should all quit face book (although most young people have already moved on to Twitter and Instagram), I’m just saying that maybe the next time you have a choice between an hour sitting in a porch swing talking to a real person (or a good dog), especially one you love, or an hour on face book looking at videos posted by people you don’t even know, you may want to give the porch swing a try.




    

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