I Remember When . . .

I remember when Pastors and staff did everything they could to not live in a glass house. Everybody knew what their pastor and his family did and when they did it whether the they liked it or not. (Most of the time - not.) Now there is something called Twitter. If you don't know what it is, it's micro blogging. From either your computer or texting device you enter up to 140 characters at a time. Letting people know what you are doing at any given moment. I haven't done this yet, Betty twitters about one or twice a day on her Facebook. But there are other people who do it a dozen or more times a day. Interesting? Sometimes they twitter stuff that make no sense to me. Other times I read stuff that is so relevant that it causes me to pray. For example. A friend of mine was at the hospital, sitting with his dad who was being prepped for surgery. Have we come full circle? As a culture that once enjoyed block parties and sitting on front porches then moved to secluded neighborhoods who sit in the back yards behind our privacy fences - have we found a virtual front porch? Comments? Do you Twitter?