technology and I are at war again. actually, we have never ceased. there has been no truce, no cease fire, no negotiated peace. We are like the Middle East, technology and I, continuously in conflict. But this time she has gone too far; she has deceived me, she has outpaced me, she has injured me and she has caused me undue distress. I have spent far too much time and energy engaging her in battle, leaving me wary, weary and wanting to return to a pre-technology existence.
But I don’t even remember my life before technology, do I? Life without my best friend who is also my worst enemy? How did I survive? How did I communicate with others? Snail mail? I want to plead with technology, “slow down, take a break, wait for me to catch up! Then we can talk about this reasonably. But you don’t want me to catch up, do you? You win by staying ahead of me so I can’t get to you. (coward)
You continuously update, knowing I can’t keep up. That is one of your favorite attacks. You just want me to spend more money on things I don’t know how to operate, but when I do (and you win) you just update again. You are never satisfied and you won’t let me be either.
I want to call a truce between us. I need your help and you know it. But beware, technology, perhaps a day is coming when we will all put down our phones, come out from behind our computers, turn off our TVs and deal with each other directly, face to face. Body language will again be more important than an emoji. Tone of voice more important than capital letters, face to face conversation more satisfying than Facebook, the sharing of real life experiences more satisfying than the sharing of cyberspace images we create for ourselves.
You heard me right, technology, you better be nicer to me or I will abandon you all together. (talk about your idle threat) I don’t trust you right now, but I want to be friends again. so what do you say? truce? I need you to help me stay connected to others in this cyberspace world. And right now no one’s emails are getting through to me and my emails are not being received by those with whom I am attempting to communicate. Your tactics are those of a shrewd enemy, cut me off from all who could come to my aid, “isolate and destroy”, that is your game plan, isn’t it?
But thankfully I don’t depend on you, technology, to communicate with my Heavenly Father. That’s called prayer and I don’t need you for that, technology. So keep running if you want, I will eventually catch you ’cause I’m not giving up. Consider yourself forewarned my best friend/worst enemy!
“In my distress I called to the Lord; I cried to my God for help. From His temple He heard my voice; my cry came before Him, into His ears.” (Psalm 18:6)
“I love the Lord, for He heard my voice; He heard my cry for mercy. Because He turned His ear to me, I will call on Him as long as I live.” (Psalm 116:1-2)
“This is what the Lord says, He who made the earth, the Lord who formed it and established it – . . . ‘Call to Me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.’ ” (Jeremiah 33:2-3)
sincerely, Grace Day