macbook

June 28, 2011 marks the day of death for my little white MacBook that I've had since the end of my senior year in high school.  Macy was a dear friend and treated me wall for 4 and a half years.  I can't tell you the anxiety that ensued on my life when that little gray screen with a folder labeled "?" came up on my screen indicated my hard drive had crashed.  I am an extremely laid back person, but my heart started beating at an enormously fast pace.  Everything I needed was on that computer. Now, gone.  I started to think about how much I rely on my computer, and how I literally felt sick at my stomach when I realized I didn't have it anymore.  "Well, what do I do now?" was the first thought that crossed my mind.  I go to my computer for answers; I go to my computer for advice; I go to my computer when I'm bored; I go to store things that I need/want; I go to my computer to communicate.  My life in some--well, many--ways revolved around that computer.  I'm not saying we should all give up our computers, and be without technology.  (I'm blogging from a computer at school, so obviously I think it's somewhat useful...) But I am saying in our relationship with Christ, how many times do we truly get sick in the stomach to think of our life without Him because of how much our lives revolve around Him? The grace of God is the greatest gift in the world because we know we never will go without Him, but if we had to put our lives in a ratio of computer to God ratio, how much do we go to Him for answers, advice, when we're bored, to store the things we want and need from our heart, and use Christ as a means to communicate with Him and others? I love the Lord with everything I am. Macbook is dead, and she isn't going to be resurrected and save the day.  But He did.