“I bet this has the potential to be top 10”

“People are going to flip . . . but let’s ruffle some feathers”

“Its about to go down . . . “

I’ve heard it all.

I’ve seen threads go viral.

I’ve sensed the tension in the twittersphere.

I’ve felt the emotional roller coaster of a comment that regurgitates onto the big picture.

I’ve replaced a “1,000 words” with a brilliantly filtered instagram post.

I want to preface this conversation by confessing to you, that I am doing “great”. But you probably already guessed that from the prettiest picture I have painted for you on every social media channel available to man. 

You’ve seen the highlights of my life. You’ve seen me marry people. You’ve seen pictures of my beautiful family. You’ve seen me pouring into people whom I love. I’ve even shown you videos of me doing what I love the most . . . teaching and preaching the Word of God. 

Though you feel like your right there with me. Though I’ve given you a glimpse of what it is to walk in my shoes. Though you might relate with me on some issues. Though you might disagree with my social life. Though we might not see eye to eye on the current trends. One thing has been on my mind for quite some time now . . . and that is the fact that we have failed each other.

As “friends” we rarely pick up the phone to answer a call, instead we use a cool feature on our device that responds to a call with a text message. However, when we do hang out, our times are filled with refreshing our feeds to see what else is going on around the world all while missing out on what is right in front of us. 

It is enough for us to digitally follow someone through life at the expense of walking with them through life

I love people. I love how they respond to a post. I love when their true colors come to life in vibrant ways. I love to see them interact genuinely with one another. But it seems to me that we are being robbed by a digital lifestyle. We have replaced verbal and physical communication with clicking the “like button”, “retweeting”, or “sharing a post”. It is enough for us to digitally follow someone through life at the expense of walking with them through life. Yes, you feel like you’re there with me . . . I get it . . . but we must understand that this is only the side of me I want you to see. This is the side of me I have created for you to visually understand. 

There is another side of me . . . a side that I can only communicate to you verbally. It is a side that comes with emotions. It is a view of me that is not only seen . . . but heard and felt. However, both you and I are learning to not feel anymore. We are being identified by how we are viewed and not who we are. What if you new you were always on camera? What if you knew any moment could be SnapChatted or Grammed? How would you want to be digitally portrayed? How would you define integrity? “Are we human, or are we dancers?”