Facebook memories release emotions that can bring smiles, tears, or perhaps, frowns. Today the suggested memory was a posting I made on November 11, 2012. It was an entry about Little Tank, my newly-acquired aquarium. The posts about life in that fish tank brought smiles and laughter to my facebook friends but today some of those same posts would bring frowns, silence or even scoldings – certainly not “likes”.
Why? Times have changed considerably in four years. I referred to some inhabitants of Little Tank as “immigrants”. I inferred that a headless member floating at the top of the filter had met a violent death. I suggested there was an elitist among them that cowed peasants into hiding among the rocks. When I wrote those posts there were no hidden meanings or reading-between-the-lines messages. They were just a fun way of describing how nature works.
Today I wouldn’t dare post anything like that. We have become so over-sensitized that no one can say anything without someone taking it the wrong way, or taking it too seriously. For the majority of 2016 I have posted very little on social media outside of photographs that are still relatively free from controversy. I have had fewer in-person conversations of consequence. I have learned to keep my thoughts and opinions to myself to preserve a stable, optimistic view of my world.
This is how the majority becomes silent. When I got to that golden age of realization that my days on life are truly numbered, I perceived more keenly what is of greater value to me. My personal life lessons and experiences have baked my character around my personality and my being. I know who I am and who I am not. And I realize that few actually care about what I think after all.
So I just shut up. I continue to learn and grow as I have ability and I now have time to research and fact-check and ponder the world I live in. I care deeply about the future of my country and pray more intensely than I ever have about how God’s children will manage during these end times. My voice was my vote and my prayers will continue for our nation and its leadership.
I take great comfort in this truth from Philippians 3:20a:
“But our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ…”
One of the most valuable lessons I have learned in life is that, no matter how emotionally rocked I am by some circumstance or experience, the feeling and consequences resulting are only temporary. Heaven is my perfect home.