There is always a lot of talk going around about how Facebook is a waste of time and silly at it’s best, and destructive and depressing at its worst. I disagree.

Used properly and with the right attitude, Facebook can be an intentional practice that can help us connect to ourselves and to others and, dare I say, even to God. As we reach out to our family and friends and neighbors (you know, those people we really don’t know, but are supposed to “love as ourselves”), Facebook can be a community building, life saving, uplifting, thought provoking meeting place where we can share our hopes and dreams, failures and foibles, passions and accomplishments.

Even the videos of cats dressed up as pirates and talking dogs have great value — even for those who roll their eyes at the video as they scroll past it, trying to ignore the sweet antics of a furry beast that warms their heart whether they acknowledge it or not.

This week I have seen a pic of what a pastor had for dinner, reminding me that God’s ordained representatives are people too. I saw a great grandma post her boldly colored support for marriage equality. I read the wise words and semi-rant of a Vietnam veteran with PTSD who stood up for diversity and love and tolerance. I took the posting of a “this hug’s for you” picture that was posted by a guy that I really don’t know very well at all VERY personally, so personally that it brightened my day beyond my ability to measure out its value to you here. I read pleas for prayers and added them to my own petitions for the day. I learned a new way to cut up a mango. And I found inspiration for my next sewing project.

Yes, I saw intolerance advocated, I saw hatred spewed, and I saw a few things I’d just rather not see. But isn’t that just the way life is? Sometimes you have to wade through the ugliness to get to the beauty.

Facebook can be an intentional practice of inviting the world into your world to help you learn and grow, to connect your mind and your heart, to connect you with the Other. Facebook can have value. So let that giggle you get from watching silly kittens shake loose your hold on the worries of the day. Let the photo of the newborn grandbaby soften your heart and help you to remember what’s REALLY important. Let your anger over disagreement in what is right and what is wrong fall away and use your energies to connect with a friend and find ways to see where we agree and how we are all of One spirit, One hope, and One dream of Peace.

Thanks be to God.

Author: Sister Casey
Sister Casey

I was born as Kimberly Mason, my Religious name is Sr. M. Magdala Casey, n/SSG. The “n/SSG” after my name stands for “novice/Sisters of St. Gregory.” I am a Sister-in-training. Everyone just calls me Sister or Sister Casey. Email me: sistercasey @ almostdailyoffice.org

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