The End of Modern Civilization

If there is one thing that people realize about me very quickly, it is that I am stubborn. When someone tells me, "You should do such and such," that is probably the last thing I will do. Not because I don't want to, but simply because someone told me to.



That being said, I would like to take a moment to expound on my reasons for avoiding selling my allegiance to the nation of F*cebook. Working full time has shown me just how little deep, meaningful, face-to-face contact occurs throughout the week. I realized that I took for granted the time and effort that it takes to create and nourish that quality time. And quality time is something I crave. And so, when everyone I knew started building accounts and poking each other, it made me kind of sad. I, as most of you know, dread many forms of modern technology anyways. Flat-screen tvs, ipod touch, iphones, twitter - it's all the same to me. It's all a devious ploy of Satan to get us to not spend quality time face to face with the people we love and cherish. Not really, but sometimes it sure feels that way! It is a constant battle in our home between the techie-junkie husband and the wannabe-Amish-born-in-the-wrong-century wife. Maybe that's why I absolutely loved my friend Jill's post about the ingratitude of modern society. Because we as a society have created all these applications to keep us "connected", and yet I feel like we are further apart than ever before.

But, I have also seen the amazing, reconnecting power of F*cebook. My husband is able to connect with friends and family around the country and the world. My siblings are in daily communication with each other even though they live across the nation. And, most important to my heart, ministry can happen. People can be challenged, loved, corrected, and led towards their awesome Daddy.

So, what is an anti-techie stubborn woman to do? I know I cannot keep fighting a losing battle. The title to this post does not, in fact, refer to my personal beliefs about F*cebook, although I am secretly convinced that the creation of the the F*cebook nation must have SOMETHING to do with the rise of the anti-Christ and imminent fall of society. It refers to the fact that we must be facing the end of modern civilization because I now have a F*cebook account. Ok, pick your chin up off the floor and come find me. But, if you so much as think about flinging poop at me, I will beat you!