This could be the most important, and possibly the last, post I’ve written for Spiritual Drift. Here’s why…
So, I’ve been away from Spiritual Drift for a while, but I haven’t been inactive. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching. I’ve been doing a lot of railing against social media (at least in my mind).
And I’ve come to two conclusions. Maybe more, but we’ll start with two.
First of all, I believe Spiritual Drift (SD) has served its purpose. I’ve come full circle in almost three years.
SD was created as my way of serving as both documentation and cheap therapy in trying to reconcile my faith walk with my career in retail customer service, and further, as a way to reconcile how I felt about people in general.
Hint: I was a wee bit cynical. (My wife is laughing at me right now, I can tell. “Was?!!”)
All this time away from the corporate rat race has been the best, most productive, most restorative time in my life. I have reconnected to my family in ways I didn’t even know existed. I have reconnected to a church family as well and, most importantly, I have reconnected in a profound, abiding, and deeply personal way with my God and Creator.
In fact, the more I’ve strengthened these three bonds, the more I see the ills and struggles of the world (on many, many levels) which just leads me more and more to the conclusion of just how “weird” our family has grown.
It’s a good weird.
But it’s weird.
So weird, in fact, that it has led me toward the opportunity to reenter the working world in retail customer service once again.
Once more into the breach dear friends!!
This is what I mean by having come full circle.
How do I think it’s going to go? I have no idea.
One thing I do know is that I won’t be documenting my day-to-day struggles in the blogosphere. Been there done that.
The second thing I’ve concluded is that I also won’t be taking up any more armchair self-righteous stands in such hot-button areas as religion and politics within the very public arena of social media.
It’s not that I’m afraid of broaching these subjects; I just don’t care to endlessly argue about them. Nobody ever “wins”. Mostly because there is never anything to “win” in the first place, despite the overriding, irresistible urge to “be right, dammit!”
Yes, I have my beliefs. I have my stands. If you’d like to discuss them, let’s meet over coffee and we can talk about them. I’m happy to do that. Anytime.
Talk = good. Almost as good as coffee.
But creating incendiary little memes, or dropping 500-word (or 140-character) vitriolic word-turds across the various social media outlets is not my created or creative purpose; nor do I think it’s helpful or useful in any sense toward seeking resolution, building bridges, solving problems, or growing the Kingdom.
And I’m speaking to BOTH sides of the proverbial fence here.
I’m done writing them. I’m done reading them.
I don’t like the feeling these things create inside of me.
Anger is not a solution.
We’ve started a brief series at Real Life Ministries called “Do Something” and I’m really taking it to heart. My takeaway from these last several weeks is that, if there’s something that is really bugging the crap out of me, or something I really feel drawn to become involved in, I need to…
And posting my concern on a happy little meme with a hashtag in front of it doesn’t count. I’m still just sitting on my ass.
I feel I have two choices: either get up and do something about it, or shut up.
I saw a group of good ol’ boys on an I-90 overpass over the 4th of July weekend. They had a couple American flags waving and a big hand-made sign draped over the bridge, flying in the breeze as the cars whizzed by, that read “Impeach Obama”.
Fine. Go out, drum up support, draft the necessary petitions and legal doc’s, and impeach him. I don’t agree with you, but I support your right to do so.
But it struck me as I watched them…
They have no intention in following through with what their banner says. They’re only looking for the reaction their banner creates. They were happy either way; with cars that drove by honking in support, or with cars going by with the driver window rolled down and the middle finger extended.
That’s what they were looking for.
That’s ALL they were looking for.
Unfortunately, in my humble opinion, by all these memes and all this rhetoric flying back and forth on Facebook and Twitter and within the comments sections of various news stories, that’s all MOST of us are looking for.
We’re not looking for solutions; we’re just looking to piss as many people off as possible.
We’re looking for the reaction.
And yes, I’m saying “we” and “us”.
I’ve been just as guilty as anyone else in lighting the fuse of any number of controversy bombs, stepping back and watching the fun; all along missing the larger issue, the greater point, the root problem.
But I, for one, am done.
And it’s going to be hard. I have opinions, plenty of them. I LIKE being that guy.
But I’ve decided my wife of twenty-five years, my 12-year-old son, and my 9-year-old daughter, are too important to me to have them see me acting out like that kind of person.
I want to show them better.
I want to show them, instead, that if you have a cause you are passionate about, it’s not enough to post your concern on social media, or cut-and-paste the latest right-wing or left-wing spin on hot-button issues and feel you’ve done all you can just because you’ve racked up a couple dozen “likes”.
Life doesn’t work like that. Or, at least, it shouldn’t.
Life is messy. Life is dirty.
Solutions to life’s problems requires that that mess get under your fingernails and in your pores and gets breathed deep into your lungs and ultimately infects your entire body.
Yeah, life sucks like that.
But also, along with the dirty fingernails and the scraped knees and the sweat and the tears is the incredible beauty of actually DOING SOMETHING!
I can’t wait.
But I’m also not going to post any of it on SD or FB.
Want to talk about it? Want to get involved with me? Call me, email me, text me. Hell, even send me a Facebook message. We’ll have coffee, we’ll have a beer, and we’ll have a great conversation. One of many, I hope.
Oh, I’m not leaving. I’ll still be around FB, I’ll still have SD and I may even throw up the occasional post. Plus, I enjoy reading many of yours as well.
But this is personal to me and I don’t know how else to approach it. All I know is that I feel this strange, irresistible urge to…
I love you all, and I’ll talk to you soon!