Modern civilization is so complex as to make the devotional life all but impossible.
It wears us out by multiplying distractions and beats us down by destroying our solitude,
where otherwise we might drink and renew our strength before going out to face the world again.
Aiden Wilson Tozer
(one of my local bunnies, not distracted by my presence / Julie Cook / 2018)
We are a people of distraction.
“Oh no we’re not” you counter.
“People of distraction have ADD or some other affliction that keeps them
And whereas that is partially true, I’m here to remind all of us that yes,
we are indeed a people of distraction.
This revelation began to dawn on me last evening when I caught the tail end of the evening news–
although I’ve actually been aware of it for many years it’s just taken the latest idiocy
racing around the country to actually bring this little problem of ours into full focus.
It seems there was some sort of sudden national obsession over the sounding of a word…
‘Was it Laurel or was it Yanny?’
I don’t “do” FaceBook, thank the Lord, so I happily don’t catch a lot of this trending
buzzy mess bombarding the masses out there.
This is where I joyfully exclaim, much like Viva La France, yet rather
more accurately “ignorance is bliss!!”
But right there, on the closing segment of the national evening news was some sort of
nonsense about the ‘heard pronunciation’ of a word…or more accurately a name.
It was such a to-do that it even became fodder on Capitol Hill.
Speaker of the House Paul Ryan actually closed-out the day’s session on the same note as
that of national news by telling all present what word he had actually heard.
You guys don’t have more pressing issues to contend with than the latest viral buzz
The following morning I went to get my hair cut.
I sat in the chair as the gal who cuts my hair got to work, yet there was a buzz in the room.
And the buzz was not the noisy din of hairdryers—it was more of that same nonsense
I heard the evening before…
“Do you hear Laurel or Yanny??
This as each person in the salon had an opinion.
I just sat there listening and looking back and forth.
Next, they quickly moved on to that craze a few years back over the color of a dress
that had also made the viral rounds—” was it blue, black, gold…??”
“and oh, what about those sneakers…pink, grey or white…??”
I couldn’t believe my ears.
All around me grown men and women were chattering about the colors of images of
dresses and shoes as well as the sounds of names all racing around the internet.
I was somewhat dumbfounded as the conversations all truly bordered on, dare I say it,
Hawaii is about to blow.
Half of the country hates the president and the other half that likes him.
North Korea is threatening everyone all over again.
Russia keeps buzzing our jets.
The American Embassy is finally in Jeruselum after a 23-year stall.
Great Britain and every news outlet is going bonkers over an impending wedding
(another copious wasted amount of time).
And everyone else is abuzz over sounds and colors on the internet????
Why am I reminded of the Israelites when Moses went up the mountain??
Throw in a golden calf and suddenly the Great I Am is all but a faded memory…
Our lives on this earth are short in comparison to most of Creation…our length
of time is not guaranteed.
And yet we fill this precious time and these precious days with mindless and idol frivolity.
When all is said and done, I don’t think a dress, a shoe or even a name will
And it might just behoove us to remember who loves the fact that we are
so easily distracted…
Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow.
What is your life?
You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes
Be sober-minded; be watchful.
Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion,
seeking someone to devour.
1 Peter 5:8