Guidance from Overlooked Men and Women of the Bible

Category: Growth (Page 6 of 15)

Our Social Dilemma

The Social Dilemma (a Netflix documentary)

Watch this documentary. ASAP

I’m tempted to leave my comments at that. Seriously, watch the program.

Before viewing, I knew social media manipulates. I knew product placement and advertising run the business. I shrugged and accepted the trade-off.

But I’m now aware of how the algorithms work to place in front of my eyes news stories meant specifically for me. Only me. Different than the news feed of my wife, or my neighbor, or my kids. The fact that I’m being used, and controlled, angers me. And I’m frightened for my family and our democracy.

Where I’m from, ranchers deliver livestock to feedlots for fattening before slaughter. Enormous crowds of cattle stand filling their bellies, contented and unaware, clueless to the butcher sharpening his knives one building over.

I graze my social media like one of those cows.

The butcher waits.

How do we push back?

Take the apps off your phone. Limit your screen time and especially the screen time of your kids. Most telling of the comments at the end of the movie are the Silicon Valley execs sharing how they either don’t let their own kids on social media at all, or severely limit its use.

I took the apps off my phone a long time ago, limiting my usage to my laptop. I found this practice super helpful. The temptation to constantly check my phone faded. I find that using my computer feels more like work, which slows me down.

I rarely post pictures of myself. Who really needs to see me anyway?

I refuse to get my news from social media. I go to trusted news outlets instead.

I stopped engaging in discussions on social media threads.

I go places without my phone. I used to live this way – I spent a summers abroad phone-less – why not try it again?

I read physical books.

I now think of social media like I think of alcoholic beverages. I can have a little, I like the taste and in small amounts it might actually be good for me. However, overindulgence leads to problems, growing ever more drastic when rampant alcohol use remains unchecked over time.

Social media feels the same. A little bit is ok. Too much leads to drunkenness and cirrhosis of the liver.

Doesn’t that remind you of our society?

Finally, I turn off my social media, my email and my phone after dinner, as much as possible. It’s nice. Try it for a few evenings and see if you agree.

Does God Track Us Through Algorithms?

There are several search engines, with Google, Yahoo and Bing being the biggest players. Each search engine has its own proprietary computation (called an “algorithm”) that ranks websites for each keyword or combination of keywords.

Julie Brinton

How did I get to a place where “algorithm” re-entered my regular lexicon, a word I happily lost after college calculus, only to resurface years later regarding internet feeds? Products and services track us down using algorithms based on our online searches and interests. Never sleeping, they pursue us like hounds on the hunt.

Last fall, in Florence, Italy, I took part in a private cooking class led by a group of Italian caterers and long-time home cooks. From three wonderful women, I learned to prepare Pasta Carbonara from scratch.

So delicious I dreamed about it. Several times. I planned to make it at home, but not much of a cook, I needed help in remembering exactly how to do so.
I found a promising recipe matching my Italian mamas’ teaching. I fixed the dish. It tasted authentic and fabulous. I saved the recipe for future meals.

Then, for months, my social media feeds summoned ads displaying Carbonara, and pasta, and olive oil, and Italian meals. Over and over. I triggered an Italian algorithmic tsunami.

Thanks to a plate of pasta, I understood that if I wanted more attention from people across the worldwide web, I needed to manipulate the algorithms.
Like the gods, I want the algorithms to work for me.

I attempt to manipulate GOD in the same way.

I try to game the system with God. I use key religious words, like blessed and grateful and sinner. I attempt bona fide actions, by giving a bit more money, or pausing for a neighbor.

Always wondering, what optimizes the system? Seems silly, when I think about it.
Silly in reality because there’s no need to manipulate. The Lord is already listening, even as I fail and choose poorly and force my agenda on the people around me. Even in my silent hypocrisy.

Amazingly, unexpectedly, astoundingly – words cannot express my attempt to grasp this truth – God listens to you and me. The God of the universe bends an ear towards us.

David, a flawed king with plenty of ups and downs, shares his insight in song:

I cried out to him with my mouth; his praise was on my tongue.
If I had cherished sin in my heart, the Lord would not have listened;
but God has surely listened and has heard my prayer.
Praise be to God, who has not rejected my prayer or withheld his love from me!

Psalm 66:17-20

No algorithm needed. God hears. Thank you, Lord.

Photo by Markus Spiske on Unsplash

Watching Modern Love as a Father

Last night my wife and I watched two episodes of Modern Love, a show about relationships drawn from letters to the New York Times. My wife liked the show (thus two episodes), but I slowly grew disenchanted. I couldn’t place my finger on why, until this morning.

In the first episode, a young woman living alone in New York City enjoys a friendship with her doorman, a former Albanian soldier. The doorman treats her like a daughter, watching her return home from dates, commenting on the men she spends time with, offering good advice.

The young woman accidentally gets pregnant, facing the daunting prospect of bringing up a child alone. The doorman is the one person who stands by her through her crisis and the raising of her young daughter.

It’s a wonderful story, one of devotion and friendship from an unlikely source. I should enjoy it. But I did not.

Why?

I watched the show as a father.

As a father, I’m annoyed that this young lady, with so much in her favor, finds it necessary to sleep with multiple men in order to pursue a lasting relationship. I know it’s hurting her.

As a father, I’m mad at the baby father. The dude needs to man up – do the right thing. He remains passive, in the background. He represents the overgrown adolescents that pass for many men in our society. I want to shake him.

As a father, I’m frustrated that this young lady’s real father doesn’t show up.

On the flip side, as a father I totally appreciate the doorman. Not enough men like him in our world.

This all makes me wonder how our Heavenly Father views our lives? Like the doorman, he’s watchful, patient as we chase what we think will make us happy, ready with an open door.

“Behold, I stand at the door and knock…”

Jesus in Revelation 3

I Should Be Walking the Camino de Santiago

This week Dawn and I and a group of friends planned to be in Northern Spain, walking the Camino de Santiago. But due to Covid, we cancelled our trip months ago. I love the Camino – I’m grieving the loss.

But, like Jacob waited for Rachel (though hopefully not for seven years), I wait for another time on the Camino. We will try again next year. In the meantime, I’ll take long walks and dream of what will be.

If you’d like to know more about our trip in 2021, visit the Camino de Santiago website. Registration for next year is coming soon!

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