Facebook God

22Nov08

I couldn’t go to sleep, so I grabbed my computer to see what interesting things I could get myself into.  I started to think about God as I do when I’m bored.  I noticed something:  I spend way too much time on the computer.  Not that it’s a bad thing to spend time online, I just figured out why I do.  It has something to do with my relationship and understanding about God.  Obviously, I can’t just reduce my interest in online communication to what I’m about to say, but it’s quite possible that it plays a major role.

I wish God had a Facebook account.  I’m sure He would befriend me, and I’m sure We’d have a lot of friends in common.  When I open up his page, I would first look at His info.  I already know His birthday, so I would find out his political views (I think I know some of them) and his religion (I might be surprised and I might not).  I would glance at his personal info; I’m sure I would find just what I expect:  that He enjoys worship music and His favorite book is the bible.  

The main reason I wish He had a Facebook account is so that my communication with Him would be more direct.  I could leave my daily prayer requests on His wall, and I could check for an answer on our wall-to-wall.  If I was really in trouble, I could just compose a message to God.  That way nobody could see what I’m dealing with.  

But He doesn’t have one.  So I lay awake at night talking to God about my day, about my friends, about girls, about money, about skateboarding, about Tony Hawk Pro Skater III, then about Halo.  I drift off after a few minutes and begin talking to myself or even the ceiling.  Then I regain consciousness, and I’m usually embarrassed to find that God was listening to me that whole time (since I started off talking to Him).  Since my prayers are usually in my head, I figure He can hear everything I say in my head; He can probably see the pictures that I’m painting in my head as well – some lovely, some inappropriate.  

When I’m on the computer I forget that God doesn’t respond easily.  I talk to all the people who do respond.  When I post on my blog, it’s final; it’s official.  When someone comments, I can read them.  When someone wants to chat, I’m available, and we chat.  

Then it’s time get off, and I go back to the real world where the person I care about the most is just far enough out of reach that I have to use all of my focus and energy to maintain a conversation.  It isn’t always this way.  After all, He wants to be near, and I want Him to be near.  But it’s my nature, our nature, to keep Him at a distance.  

I know it’s best this way even if it doesn’t immediately seem right.  God allowed it to be this way for a reason.  I don’t think Christ Himself had as much direct communication with the Father as did Adam before the fall (I’m not establishing a new doctrine here, just talking). I think flesh prevents it (maybe not Christ’s but definitely my own).  Anyways, that’s all I’ve got for now, back to praying about Halo and girls.

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