disclaimer: this post isn’t to say you shouldn’t have an iphone…it’s just to explain why i don’t have an iphone anymore. christian still has his. and i still borrow it sometimes.
on that note, i don’t have an iphone anymore. it all started with juice, cranberry juice to be exact. we don’t drink a lot of juice around here but last week addy started fighting an infection, the kind that is made better from cranberry juice. so like all good mothers, i let her sip on cranberry juice/water in her sippy cup for two days. i kept it in a large water bottle and would pour some into her sippy cup. little did i know that she thought it would be quite the science experiment to pour the entire bottle of juice into the diaper bag. 🙂 by the time i discovered it, my things had experienced quite the nice cranberry soak.
i should back up. i got my iphone in may 2009 because i needed it. i’m serious, it was a true need. i needed to check my email on the go. i needed to use it to schedule things and keep track of things. it served its purpose quite well and before i knew it, i needed to be on the facebook app and i needed to be taking pictures and i needed to be downloading and uploading and overloading! then this past april (or maybe march) i was running errands with my four children (did you catch that? four. my excuse.) and as i was getting into the car i set my phone on the bumper of my car and it stayed there until i got on the freeway. and hours later sarah found it, crunched and run over. and i was grumpy. i don’t mean bummed, i mean down right grumped out because my iphone was junk. which meant i needed to run into the apple store so they could “buy back” my iphone and allow me to buy a new one for only $199 (instead of $499 or something), which i will confess now that i promptly did. same day, i think. because, i needed wanted it.
and then i happily used my iphone to its full potential until the juice incident. about a day or two before, i was thinking about how distracted i get with my phone. i will be sitting right next to someone, not talking to them at all, just clicking away in my own little iphone-marie world…i’ve found myself checking emails on dates with my husband and yes, i’ve even read blogs during church. something inside of me was starting to feel that little prickly un-comfort-able-ness aka conviction.
enter juice. i have no idea if my phone was actually damaged. when i realized that my diaper bag (technically a small blue backpack from target) was dripping juice, i quickly pulled everything out, including said iphone. it did have some juice on it so i turned it off and did what every responsible cell phone owner does…i put it in a ziplock of uncooked rice (to absorb the moisture). and i left it there for three or four days. day one, i just felt out of place. i missed my facebook app. day two, i felt relieved…i had so much less to worry about. day three hit and it was simply freedom. 🙂 yet a little part of me wanted my iphone back. i wanted to run into the apple store and pay them $199 for a brand new one. i think i considered it but as i was working on my computer, itunes “randomly” shuffled “pretty things” by tenth avenue north.
Look at all the pretty things
That steal my heart away
I can feel I’m fading
‘Cause Lord I love so many things
That keep me from Your face
Come and save me
ouch. for some reason, when songs echo my convictions, i listen. you know, some are auditory and some are visual and i am musical. i can still sing the books of the bible in order. ask me sometime. 🙂
anyway…i didn’t need my iphone anymore. it was like, poof! addiction desire bye-bye. i think i confused christian because i had made it so important in the past and now i was trying to convince him that i didn’t even care if my iphone worked. i never turned it back on (with the sim card in it). i backed it up, saved some pictures and put my sim card in an older yet simply simple cell phone. and i l-o-v-e it. i do two things on this cell phone…i talk and i text. i use it to communicate with other people when needed. and i have so much more time on my hands, it’s embarrassing and yet encouraging. okay i will confess i haven’t set up the voicemail on the new cell phone because 1, i don’t know how and 2, there is also something very nice about not having messages. i will set it up soon though, i promise.
the Lord has been giving me this verse this past week.
But
my life is worth nothing unless I use it for doing the work assigned me
by the Lord Jesus–the work of telling others the Good News about God’s
wonderful kindness and love. Acts 20:24
it’s convicting, inspiring and oh so beautiful. worth nothing. that’s what my life will be after i am dead if i am not “about my Father’s business.” i don’t have a lot of time, but i definitely have more than ever (thank you cranberry juice) so i better get moving!
like i said, please don’t think you need to get rid of your cell phone. some people have iphones and self control. i’m the kind of person that just needs to toss the whole thing. i don’t keep food i am allergic to in my own house. i’ll work on that one later. 🙂
Pretty Things – Tenth Avenue North
We are, we are, we’re caught in the in between
Of who we already are and who we are yet to be
And we’re looking for love but finding we’re still in need
It’s only what we have lost will we be allowed to keep
And we’re waiting but our eyes are wandering
To all this earth holds dear
Look at all the pretty things
That steal my heart away
I can feel I’m fading
‘Cause Lord I love so many things
That keep me from Your face
Come and save me
We run we run to finally be set free
But we’re fighting fighting for what we’ve already received
So we’re waiting but our eyes are wandering
To all this earth holds dear
Look at all the pretty things
That steal my heart away
I can feel I’m fading
‘Cause Lord I love so many things
That keep me from Your face
Come and save me
We are we are caught in the in between
But we’re fighting for what we already have received
We are we are caught in the in between
But we’re fighting for what we already have received
Look at all the pretty things
That steal my heart away
I can feel I’m fading
‘Cause Lord I love so many things
That keep me from Your face
Come and save me
