In Christ Alone

A few nights ago, I found myself really bothered by something I saw on social media. It wasn't anything bad or sinful, and my husband didn't understand why it even bothered me. I wondered too why it bothered me. Perhaps it wasn't the content that annoyed me. Perhaps it was my own disgust at social media. I love pictures and hearing from people who don't live in my house, but I have replaced real relationships too often with virtual ones. Scrolling through posts and updates, it's easy to detach myself from the fact there are real people on the other side of those posts. If I'm in a bad mood, I often translate that into how I read their posts. Sometimes it's like inviting a fire hose into your house when you know you probably shouldn't open the door. I find myself resenting people I love, misreading their intentions.  In the past, I haven't stayed away terribly long, but this time feels different. I have seen the pattern of resentment/jealo...