I looked at my phone today and questioned my existence. I had no Pokemon Go app to explore the world. There were no new friend requests on Facebook. The news was depressing – violence, rape, hatred, disasters and accidents. The internet connection was slow and frustrating. The streaming audio skipped and paused. My friends were last on WhatsApp 8 hours ago – no messages. The filters on Pixlr looked dull and boring now. The battery was down to 20%.
As my five year old son threw the ball at me, I ducked and discovered my existence. We ran out of the house together past little lanes to explore the park as we kicked the ball around. Three new kids joined us and were laughing as the ball went all over the park. The little bird nest we had seen last week had four hungry new chicks that were being tended to by their mother. The chirping sounds never paused and the wind swept through my hair without skipping a beat. Everyone paused to say hi to us as they jogged around the park. The rains had added a bright touch of green everywhere and the puddles reflected the evening sun. The clouds rushed in and spilt out a little drizzle that grew stronger. Hand in hand we ran through the heavy rain and reached home drenched and happy. My phone still lay on the bed – no new messages, no missed calls, no app updates, no notifications.
I felt alive!
2 Corinthians 4:18 – So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.