I did it. I quit Facebook. I downloaded my Facebook history for posterity’s sake and I pushed the deactivate account button. I did it because I realized very clearly that I was wasting my time. I was compelled to scroll through my news feed every free second I had (first thing in the morning, last thing at night, and most free seconds of the day!) and by doing so I was shortchanging myself; giving up on little bits of time to interact with my children, to do housework, to knit, to read, to sit in silence. I also felt myself slipping farther and farther away from being engaged in meaningful work for my children to imitate.
I may sound overdramatic to you, but it was very clear personal inspiration to me: It’s about time. Every individual has 24 hours in a day, and it is better to use those hours purposefully.
Time flies on wings of lightning;
We cannot call it back.
It comes, then passes forward
Along its onward track.
And if we are not mindful,
The chance will fade away,
For life is quick in passing.
‘Tis as a single day.
From “Improve the Shining Moments by Robert B. Baird
In the church I belong to, there are youth groups for youth ages 12-18. I am working with the young women ages 12-13 right now (Teal’s group). This means we meet for about an hour every Sunday for religious lessons and we meet one week night per week for about an hour and a half for service projects, lessons, games, or anything else spiritually uplifting! Last week we had a wonderful “Culture Night” for all youth in which three members of our church community who moved to the U.S. from different countries came and taught us a little about their former countries. They were also kind enough to bring in samples of food! We heard about China, Ghana & Argentina. It was such a great night, and I made a mental note to remember to seek out people from other countries when we do geography blocks from now on. Most people are happy to talk about the country they come from and it’s so enlivening!
A few days ago, we found nine baby quail in our back yard. Our dogs had scared the mother quail away and the babies were running about all willy-nilly. Once the dogs were put back in the house, the mama flew back into the yard and started running around and calling for her babies. It was magical to hear them peeping loudly, calling for mama, and hear her call them back into the shrubs with a three note call that sounded like, “Come over here! Come over here!”
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