Confessions of a Mad Fat Pastor’s Wife.. Something I don’t love.. Facebook.
Facebook, oh facebook. Here’s the thing.. we started out friends. It was cool, but it was all pretend. Yeah, yeah.
Sometimes..Kelly Clarkson says it better than I could.
The other day, I posted on my biz page my brief thoughts on FB, and how maybe grabbing a cup of coffee or a soda with a real live person was a better idea. We have in some ways, maybe in a lot of ways, replaced real people with fake digital friends, and fake digital connection.
Friend… Facebook is pretend. The things people post on any social media site are usually only what they want you to see. This goes for the pictures, and parties, and the.. hey, look what fun my life is posts. This goes for the vague booking, and the drama, and the slamming someone else in post. This goes for the un-friending, and the “so and so is now single” statuses for all to see. This goes for the passive aggressive posts towards a “friend”. This goes for the “let me tell you how I would do it” posts, in reference to a political figure, a pastor, a leader of some kind, a mom, etc, hoping said person would get.the.message.
Somewhere along the way, we lost our civility. And maybe our courage to be a little bit out of the ordinary. Extraordinary even. And somewhere along the way, we lost our maturity.
When did it become ok for our private life to become so public? When did we decide it was ok to blatantly post something knowing the person that offended you would see it. Hey, I have done it too, and I have had to go back and delete a post or 7 when convicted about it. I believe Facebook has taken us all back to high school. And, just so you know, I hated high school, and I’m not willing to go back. Are you?
I believe in boundaries. I didn’t always feel this way.. but I have learned the value of a good boundary.
Boundaries are where it’s at in this season of my life. Boundaries aren’t fun or comfortable, or FUN. Boundaries and I sometimes fight, and I say things like..
Don’t box me in!!! I can’t breathe. I need space to be free!!
My name is Sarah, and I am super dramatic. And I wanted to be on Broadway. But they don’t really allow chubby girls, who can’t dance, and can only sing church songs on Broadway. Thus my Broadway dream died, and all of my dramatic prowess was saved for this little ol’ blog.
Aren’t you lucky??
Oh, and my car. My car is subject to many a dramatic show tune on the road. Me, and Idina, and Kristen, get down in my car. We.get.down.
The truth, though? The truth is that social media isn’t the true problem. More of a.. “it’s not the tool, it’s the tool user”, so to speak.
In other words, boundaries, people.
With that said.. can we please please please start with some maturity when it comes to social media? Can we please become people who are responsible social media users? We harken unto all people to use guns wisely, right? Can we do the same for Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/whatever your fave is? Let’s be a people who are mature, and classy. We can still be ourselves, and still share ourselves, but with some courageous and contagious civility. And with some stinkin’ boundaries.
Anyone up for that?? Agree or disagree.. I want to hear your thoughts!
Happy responsible Facebooking.