Twitter, Quietness and Rage

What a great title, and surprising to see something this religious in the Washington Post. I recently switched to a dumb phone because my smart phone was starting to feel like one of those potatoes you carry around in Parenting class in high school. I already have a job, and managing social media accounts, with the phone serving as a prisoner monitoring bracelet, was wearing me out. It's ok to be unloved and anonymous. It might even create opportunities for listening. I took a break from twitter and it was like taking a break from anthrax As you go through the Book of Kings, you reach Chapter 19 and learn again why the Bible remains in the sacred-text big leagues. “And behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind tore the mountains and broke in pieces the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. And after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire the sound of a low whisper.” This is the greatest possibility of our quiet hours — that when we are alone with our thoughts, we are not truly alone. That one of the voices we hear in our heads — the one calling us beloved — may be more than the echo of our own desires.