Push notification masochism: killing ourselves and boasting in our busyness.
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This article was originally written for Mockingbird. Twitter’s no longer on my phone. Yep, I deleted it. I’m not saying that so you can see how much better I am at self-control than you are. (I know my own heart enough to know for sure that’s not the case.) Nor am I saying that to sound super-spiritual or Puritanical in my devotional walk with God. I did it because I needed the break. Mind you, I’m not leaving the social platform altogether, neither am I about to wax eloquent about the inherent evils of using such a medium as Twitter. I obviously find great usefulness in the platform and I’ll surely continue using it to share ideas and articles and connect with likeminded folks. However, for my own health, I had to get rid of it — at least the ease of access to it.
Push notification masochism: killing ourselves and boasting in our busyness.
Push notification masochism: killing…
Push notification masochism: killing ourselves and boasting in our busyness.
This article was originally written for Mockingbird. Twitter’s no longer on my phone. Yep, I deleted it. I’m not saying that so you can see how much better I am at self-control than you are. (I know my own heart enough to know for sure that’s not the case.) Nor am I saying that to sound super-spiritual or Puritanical in my devotional walk with God. I did it because I needed the break. Mind you, I’m not leaving the social platform altogether, neither am I about to wax eloquent about the inherent evils of using such a medium as Twitter. I obviously find great usefulness in the platform and I’ll surely continue using it to share ideas and articles and connect with likeminded folks. However, for my own health, I had to get rid of it — at least the ease of access to it.