I’m joining the Gypsy Mama and her Five Minute Fridays. Rules are: for only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not. Won’t you join us?
When I think of connected, I think interconnectivity, technology, and social media. I envision a web of communication connecting each of us to one-another in a constantly constricting manner. Connected.
Me to You.
You to Me.
Despite distance, at this moment in time we are connected.
And yet, we are so disconnected.
The more I read blogs about Compassion, Child Slavery, Rescue, and Redemption, the more I realize that as a world-citizen, I am blind and deaf. I am disconnected from the plight of my neighbors. I am disconnected from the need. Disconnected from the hurt…
And in being so disconnected, I have lost my connection with God.
So, today I pick up my phone to Heaven and dial 2 Corinthians 5.
It’s time to reconnected.
Time to be connected.