I notice Nicole sporting a fresh manicure. Her right ring fingernail painted with light green while the other fingers content with an luxurious creamy burnt orange.
Her natural black afro bounced as she strolled passed me towards the kitchen with nothing on but her t-shirt and panties.
Her red and white t-shirt read Hughes High School Alumni on the front.
“Honey you need to keep your knee elevated above your heart so you won’t get blood clots in your leg, okay?” She said with concern.
She pulled out ice cubes from the bottom of her new GE stainless steel refrigerator. She opened the pantry, grabbed a plastic sandwich bag, placed the ice in it and walk towards me.
“Here Papa, let me place this on your knee while you sit back and watch your undefeated Bengals beat up on the Steelers.”
Wife kissed me on my forehead.
I watched her firm behind carefully as she walked away toward the stairs.
I smiled again.
After closing on the house I had my left knee operated on to repair a torn meniscus. What a better way to recover than to be recovering in a brand new house God built for you and your family, right?
God had been speaking to me lately about social media in particular Facebook. I shared with Nicole that He wanted me to take a break from it and she said He had been telling her the same thing.
So we decided to give it a rest and deactivated our accounts.
Mylus had a hard time adjusting to his new school at first and experienced some trouble. We gave him a break from his cell phone knowing it would get him back on track.
No cell phone for him and no Facebook for us. What was a family to do?
How could I live without knowing what my friends I haven’t seen since elementary were doing?
How about all those birthday wishes I receive from people I don’t even remember?
The thought of not being connected was overwhelming. I wondered would the withdraws from Facebook be stronger than the withdraws from drugs.
Something about Facebook I wasn’t liking anymore but I couldn’t quite put a name on it.
I went to the one who could, God.
He revealed the reason I wasn’t feeling it anymore was because I had fallen into the spirit that haunts Facebook…
That sucked me into trying to get my self-worth from how many likes and comments I could accumulate.
God created us to give to others freely and not to draw attention to ourselves by seeking approval.
Approval seeking is desiring likes, comments and sharing.
It causes you to envy others and compare your inside to their outside.
But what you’re seeing isn’t reality. People post only what they want you to see.
Obviously, I’m not trying to win the approval of people, but of God. if pleasing people were my goal, I would not be Christ’s servant. (Galatians 1:10 NLT)
I understands Facebook is what you make of it but I only can speak and live my truth. Here are 5 lessons I learned away from Facebook:
I connected with my family.
Nicole, Mylus and I spend time talking and listening to each other.
No more scrolling up and down on my phone instead of talking to my wife who’s sitting next to me. You may think Facebook keeps you connected with your family try actually talking and listening to them face to face.
I became more productive.
Instead of wasting my time of Facebook I’m finding ways to pursue my dreams and get things done.
I’m eating healthy and exercising regularly.
I don’t have time isn’t part of my vocabulary anymore. I schedule and prioritize it making sure to focus on things that brings quality.
I’ve lost 15 pounds doing so.
I live in reality.
It wasn’t until I deactivated my account I start to notice how my everyday living was being contrived to how I would post it on Facebook.
Every picture I took of our house being built I restrained from making it my latest status update.
Without thinking I did it all the time. Nicole enlightened me that some pictures of our home is for us only.
I was caught up and didn’t even know it.
I live in the moment.
The quality of my relationships have improved because of it. Today have time to focus on one family member at a time instead of trying to tag them all.
This Christmas was the best Christmas I ever had.
All our children and grandchildren were physically and mentally present with one another and not digitally.
We enjoyed each others company playing games and eating cookie.
Only one family picture was taken and posted on Facebook. Only one.
I found freedom.
I’m a private person is real life so why do I need over 500 friends on Facebook?
Why what others are doing or their opinion so important to me now?
Why am I feeling jealous because the next man have more likes and comments?
“Everything is permissible for me”–but not everything is beneficial. “Everything is permissible for me”–but I will not be mastered by anything. (1 Corinthians 6:12 NIV)
When I was under the influence of Facebook it seem to have supernatural force over me making me feel some type of way.
I struggled being freed from the control of it only to discover my bondage was an inside job only God could deliver me from.
We weren’t made to be the center of attention. We were made to humble ourselves and love God with all our heart, mind and soul.
And love others more than ourselves.
God said if I’m not giving Him the glory on every Facebook post or encouraging others and giving them hope, then I’m not talking about nothing.
I’m back for a little while for now but deactivating my account was the most influential status I ever posted.
“What’s all that screaming?” Nicole said coming down the stairs with dishes in her hand.
“Looks like the Steelers is our latest victim,” I said grinning with my Geno Atkins jersey on.
“Who-Dey!” she screamed from behind me.
“Yes Boo Boo…Who-Dey!”
Am I spending more time on Facebook than with my family?
Is Facebook causes me problems at work or with my rest?