...Baby give it up
na na na na na na na na
Give it up
Baby give it up
-KC & the Sunshine Band, "Give it Up"
More bad 80's music for ya. I know, I've really pulled out some awful stuff lately, but come on. That last intro from the Roots (complete with video!) was a good one, right? (Sorry, DWO - that's what Pandora is for.)
So what am I giving up? Facebook. I'm giving it up for Lent.
Though I grew up a Presbyterian, I'm officially Baptist now, and Baptists have historically been very anti-ritual and thus anti-giving-up-stuff-for-Lent. Baptists in the truest sense are very "Ain't nobody gonna tell us how to run our congregation! Ain't nobody gonna tell us what to believe or how to relate to God!" Thus it's interesting that the conservatives/fundamentalists who took leadership of the Southern Baptist Convention a generation ago have been adamant in telling southern Baptist churches what they can do: who can preach (not women) and who can belong (not gays). Can you tell I come from the more moderate Cooperative Baptist Fellowship, where affirming women's role as ministers was a founding principle? (Still not really gay-friendly, but CBF at least allows individual churches to make their own decisions on social matters of that sort.)
Anyway, back to my point. Giving up something for Lent is not really a traditionally Baptist thing to do. But I find rituals comforting. It's pretty neat to think that others have been doing the same thing, asking the same questions, feeling the same peace for thousands of years. So the ritual of giving something up for Lent speaks to me. I've tried before, and not made it very far. The candy dish loaded up with Hershey's Miniatures pretty much eliminated all chance I had that year I tried to give up chocolate.
So why Facebook? While I've got my fair share of vices, I don't think that my nightly glass of wine with dinner really strains my relationship with God. I think he's pretty cool with wine in moderation. And I don't really think that giving up chocolate would bring me any closer to the creator either. I tried it.
But I do know that - for me - facebook is an enormous time sucker. Like, "Suddenly 3 hours have passed and I'm still sitting here on the couch looking at photos of friends' dogs" time waster. (No really, I love seeing pictures of your dog. Seriously. But I probably have other things that ought to be higher priorities. Like the 18 loads of laundry that are heaped up on the pool table. The cat is currently sleeping on those piles, which means the clean clothes are covered in cat hair and thus need to be re-washed. Yes, I realize that, in laziness, I am creating more work for myself.)
And it's not like I'm going off the grid or anything. If you want to get up with me, you can still call. Email. Text. Drop a comment on the blog (shameless plug for more comments!). Google Talk. Geez - in the scheme of things, giving up one social media channel when I'm so connected in so many other ways seems pretty insignificant.
But I do hope that my lack of facebook-iness will give me a little more time to spend with God. Perhaps I should talk to God while I fold laundry. God would be cool with multitasking, right?