Finished with Facebook

Today I deleted my Facebook account. It was fun, so fun that I almost want to resurrect it so I can delete it again. But that would be silly. I’m done with Facebook and it’s such a good feeling! There were two moments that really made up my mind on this.
Firstly, the moment when I realised how much I liked it. No, I’m not becoming one of those, ‘If you like, get rid of it’ people but some things worried me a bit. I’d take a photo and think, ‘That would look good on Facebook’ and before I knew it, I would be creating an album in my head with great photos and witty captions. The motive? So that people would look at it, admire the photos, laugh at the captions and come away with a better view of me. It had become all about me. I started off genuinely wanting to keep up with people I hadn’t seen for a while but Facebook didn’t really help with this. There’s no space for proper conversation unless you count: ‘oh my word, i haven’t seen you in so long!!!! how are you doing – what are you up to. lots of love xxxxxxxxxxxx.’ I don’t. I want real relationships with people. I want face to face conversation or failing that, at least an email. My ‘friend’ circle will drop considerably but that’s fine with me. In fact, it’s more than fine. I’m really looking forward to it.
Secondly (and much more importantly), the moment when I realised how screwed up my priorities were. I’d get up in the morning, turn my computer on, check my emails and reply to the Facebook related emails that were always in my inbox. But I didn’t have time every morning to read my Bible. Not good. New life motto: Shut the laptop, open the Bible.