When it comes to certain things, we should listen to our gut.

In this case, going on to social media fills me with, not dread exactly, but a certain heaviness. As if I no longer belong there. Or at least a sense that I need to keep off of it for a while.

It’s too depressing of late. People there aren’t interested in the truth, and I’m such a small account, no one notices when I post some of that truth. 

Truth is simply not as juicy as the lies, and for whatever reason, truth is more difficult to believe.

I just finished reading chapter 7 of “Contagious Faith” by Mark Mittleberg. It’s about finding your style in sharing our Christian faith with others, such as friendship building, selfless serving, story sharing, reason giving, and truth telling.

Chapter 7 was about telling the truth, and I admit it was quite convicting. Sure I complain about not getting enough attention when I tell some truth, but it’s easy to be brave behind a screen whether I get the attention I want or not.

What about the people around me? How brave am I to tell the truth about Jesus to them?

The author included a quote by comedian and magician (who’s also an atheist), Penn Gillette: “If you believe that there’s a heaven and a hell… how much do you have to hate somebody to not proselytize?”

A spiritual gut punch if I’ve ever felt one.

Maybe that’s the reason for the icky feeling when I go onto social media lately. I need to concentrate on real life for a while. Perhaps learn to love the people around me enough to show them Jesus and the eternal consequences of believing in him verses not believing in him.