It gave up the ghost Thursday morning ’round about eight.
I gave up on it Thursday night ’round about midnight.
Finally this afternoon, with the help of my father, I got my internet back up again.
I’m glad it’s going again
I’m glad to be blogging again, to be able to check my e-mail and read my blogs.
I’m glad to be able to look up interesting information quickly and check on whether that book I just read about is at my library.
I’m not glad for what I discovered while it was down.
I discovered that when my internet is down, I’m off-center.
I’m fumbling for what to do.
I’m anxious about what I might be missing.
But the internet shouldn’t be my center.
I don’t want my life to revolve around the web.
I want my life to revolve around Christ.
I want my mind to always be seated with Him in heavenly places…
…not down for a day with the internet.
I hear you there! And Amen! (It’s admittedly hard not to be stressed when the internet is down. Which worries me about myself sometimes.)
I had a similar experience yesterday morning when the power went out for about 3 hours. I spent time reading to my daughters, talked to my husband, read, accomplishing most of our school book work. But I was stressed the whole time.
It’s distressingly like an illness…
While I was at a youth conference this past weekend with our youth group I found myself thinking about my blog, email, and what I was missing. When all along I should have been focusing on the Lord, which is why we were together in the first place. How satan tries to pull us away from what is truly important!