What I Can Change
I have recently gotten into reading Twitter in the morning. It isn’t a good place for me to be, for sure because after I read it I spend my whole shower trying to think of what I can shout into the void to stop the madness. It seems like Twitter has become an old school mob that is almost literally tarring and feathering people and then celebrating when they are run out of town. Into that void there are a few voices on both sides trying to speak calmly and have a real discourse, but most of the people are just trying to shout and shame anyone who has ever made a mistake or who doesn’t agree with you.
So I sit in the shower and try to figure out how I can help.
Today it hit me. I can’t help Twitter world. I can’t help internet outrage or the people who are fueled by it. I can’t stop people from destroying lives because of one video or from yelling instead of listening.
But there is something I can do.
What I can do is share Jesus with people, anytime, every time. What I can do is be the hands and feet of Jesus reaching out to people one life at a time. We have moved into this world of social media and everyone having a platform and I think I have forgotten than real changes don’t happen when you shot into a megaphone, they happen when you are willing to walk across the street to help your neighbor.
My epiphany this morning was to stop worrying about internet things and start worrying about right here beside me things. That is how God is calling me to make a difference.