cell phones

I can’t tell you how many text messages I send a day.  I have broken 3 Blackberry phones in one year, and my step-dad says they just give up because they’re tired.  They can’t possibly make a phone that can keep up with the amount that I socialize on my phone and keep in constant conversation with people throughout the day. I'm a text addict. It's a problem, I'm aware. I actually named my phone when I got a BlackBerry; it was "PinkBerry" (picture below). I always want to be in the know.  What’s going on with my best friend, my boyfriend, my family. I find myself often having to direct my conversations out of gossip to be in the know and into a godly mindset of wanting to be in the know out of concern.  

As women, we use about double the amount of words a day as the average male.  I know why.  We’re trying to keep each other informed, but we’re also trying to show each other up on who knows what about whom.  It’s about who is in the know more.  This guy I went to high school with had a conversation with me once about what he liked to call “prayer gossip”.  It’s when a group of women get together and talk about everyone else that’s not there, but they always end their gossip with, “well, we should pray for them.” It’s amazing how much word and gossip can travel in the name of prayer.  How would our prayer lives and actual lives change if our prayers and talk came from genuine concern and not a selfish need to know the latest?  I feel like we're called to look out for each other, to pray for each other.  But, there’s a fine line between telling your friends what you heard yesterday at the salon and really wanting to assist a friend through prayer.