I knew something was wrong when my eyes glazed over and and my mind followed.
Amid the stream of pictures of adorable pets and reasons why Obama should be impeached were graphic photos of the Ukraine imploding.
They were accompanied by exhortations to pray as people were dying and evil was triumphing.
These prayer requests were so real and so raw my soul could hear them as my eyes read them.
I completely shut down at that point.
There was nothing left in the spiritual and emotional tank , no resources of care or empathy left to draw on.
We’d had death visit our church family again and grief and illness were taking their toll.
They cut off unemployment without creating any jobs and for some us tomorrow is a dark and fearsome place.
There was great passion and concern being expressed in all my social media…over the sportsmanship of a football player.
Add to that all the other prayer requests that scrolled in front of me and the cares that are common to all of us…and I couldn’t take one more.
I crawled into bed praying for nobody, wanting nothing more than to be unconscious for a few hours.
The internet and social media have shrunk the world in real and dramatic ways.
We see what is happening in the Ukraine or in Mexico or a dozen other places experiencing hell in real time.
We read the first prayer request of a friend with cancer across the country…and we follow the seemingly inevitable trajectory of the rest of their life.
We follow the successes and failures, sicknesses and recoveries of hundreds of people a day and we invest some of ourselves in each one of them.
Then, we either stop caring as much or we collapse in a burned out pile of hopes and prayer requests.
I wrote all that to say this…either technology is creating burdens we aren’t equipped or created to carry or God is using technology to call us to a whole new level of consecration and intercession for His kingdom.
I’m too tired to figure out which it is this morning.
Pray for the Ukraine…if you can.