I am grateful for Facebook. Like all other social media, it has both positive and negative potential. I am especially grateful for the privilege of connecting with old friends and getting to catch glimpses of what is going on in with their lives. However, I have to constantly remind myself that I am seeing mere glimpses and that the online slice of life that people share is not what really defines them. Life is messy and a far more complicated totality than what this medium allows us to see. I have friends who are bold writers and very engaging online so I forget that they are still shy and a bit introverted until I see them in person. That shy, quiet part that is absent from the online persona is also a piece that makes that person very special. The same holds true with what I choose to share on Facebook. I enjoy photographing nature. I love hiking and flying and swimming underwater so I post glimpses of things I enjoy. Those posts often create a distorted image. I am really a great deal more boring in person than these little slices of my life portray. The reason is simple. I never posts photos of myself mowing grass or ordering toilet paper at the homeless shelter. I do not post selfies of the hours I spend writing a sermon or standing in lines at the grocery store. You will see my best and happiest moments on here, but you will most likely never see me exhausted, irritable or depressed. We are all of those things at various times and I am no exception. I always get a chuckle about people who think I spend most of my life adventuring in the woods based on the small slice of my life portrayed in my photos. Sunsets and waterfalls are simply far more interesting than shots of me folding clothes, but the latter certainly is as much a part of my life as the former.
Posted on: Thu, 21 Aug 2014 00:38:21 +0000
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