10:56 PM Thoughts on Social Media
- Jan 28
- 6 min read
Dear Readers,
Recently, I was starting to get so discouraged by what I was seeing in my social media feeds, but God provided encouragement & I want to testify to that because we know the word of our testimony edifies the saints.
So, here we go! I hope you'll grab a fresh cuppa and pull up a chair to join me.
I personally have social media accounts for two reasons:
1. Over the years, they’ve been increasingly helpful in keeping me connected with people I cherish that I don’t live close to. These are people I hold dear & want to know about but can’t just run down the street and sit down at their table with my fresh cuppa and the muffins I baked and talk their ear off. Social media helps keep these people close to me. (Also, my family actually lives overseas and idk… I think I would lose more than my marbles if I didn’t get to “see” them somewhat regularly somehow.)
2. In March 2021 I partnered with brand one of two & haven’t looked back since. I’m not the main breadwinner, in fact I barely make anything most of the time, but it’s ministry & its service & I am so passionate about it. The joy I feel when helping someone connect to resources (or an income source) that can change their life is UNPARALLELED.
But I am not invincible. I can’t be online 24/7. I am a daughter, a wife, and an autistic Type 1 diabetic. I have boundaries for my own sanity and health and the protection of my marriage— and most days this looks like only engaging with what I know edifies my soul, but 2 months out of the year every year it looks like me quietly disappearing without saying anything because I am human and I need to recharge and this shouldn’t have to be explained.
And because I do have two brand partnerships that I actively maintain and speak about (in the right spaces at the right times), I try to be respectful of my current clients and potential clients time by making sure my annual breaks are limited to that two month window. Life happens, and sometimes I have to step away unexpectedly and I usually explain as much after the fact.
Last year, I took an almost month long break after hearing about Charlie Kirk in addition to my regularly scheduled 2 months. It was gutting for me because it felt too personal for too many reasons. He was a brother in Christ, and his wife and little children lost him… terrible enough. Add to it that he was close in age to a personal loss of mine, and that I have experienced (to a degree) what I knew Erika is now walking through — I couldn’t do it. My heart physically couldn’t stand it.
And in the past few days I’ve been so discouraged with my social media feeds. It was starting to feel a little too much like September 2025.
I would come to social media hoping to connect with people I love (& occasionally do biz work) — but instead my feeds have been filled to overflowing with “ICE did this” and “this snow is different” and “this storm is man made”… and my heart has been pulled in too many different directions.
I don’t have the mental capacity to follow everything in the news, nor can I actually carry all of it in my heart so I don’t know anything about ICE and I won’t be commenting about it any further.
I also don’t believe that the snow was fake or that the storm was made by the government or that we’re being “sprayed” for the same reasons I can say with confidence that the earth is not flat, we did not descend from apes, God raises up and deposes leaders, and he will one day come again and the earth and the heavens will be made new.
The heavens declare the glory of God. Psalm 19:1 and so many other passages in Scripture make it so clear that the wind and the waves and all of creation only follow one Master and that Master is not the government of any nation but instead is the God of Abraham, of Isaac, and of Jacob.
I was just about to quit. Instead of connecting with people, I was feeling enraged that I was being bombarded with too many different and conflicting takes on wildly unrelated different things that I don’t understand.
But God showed up.
I found quite a few extremely encouraging posts in a row completely by accident from a smattering of different people reminding me that I cannot live if I have my eyes trained on the world. I cannot live if I give into the absolutely suffocating people pleasing peer pressure to speak up about every single thing in the news.
Isaiah 26:3 doesn’t say we have perfect peace if we fix our eyes on the world and how it’s literally going to hell in a hand basket.
“You keep him in perfect peace whose mind is STAYED ON YOU, because he TRUSTS IN YOU.”
Philippians 4:8 does not say to think about whatever the headlines say, whatever XYZ content creator told me to do, whatever my coworkers are saying, or to dwell on whatever the latest conspiracy theory is — NO!
“Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.”
So, no, just because I didn’t join the masses and say “Fuck ICE” does not mean I am without love or without compassion, or that my care “is selective”. I have been flabbergasted by the number of “hey Christians, your care is selective” posts I’ve seen in my feed but simultaneously not surprised at all because when you stand on the gospel it’s a given that the world will be at odds with you because it knows who you represent.
Just because I think the snow was real and the government is incapable of doing what God does not give them authority to do does not make me delusional or stupid. I don’t think it makes any rational sense that the government would have time in their day to carefully design and construct each individual snowflake, load them into machines somewhere, and supervise them being sprayed over us (& them) — and it’s OK that I believe that. If you want to believe the government has more power than it actually does, that’s your prerogative.
And here’s the truth:
God is close to the broken hearted and crushed in spirit. He sees all and knows all and is aware of more than we are — it’s true.
He has an easy yoke and a light burden that we get to partake in. This yoke is a blessing, not a curse — it’s true.
We were made for so much more. The effects of sin on the world are not going to last for all eternity. We know how the story ends, do we not? It’s true.
We have a great & mighty hope, a rescuer of souls and his name is JESUS & he LOVES you so much that he spilled his blood for you.
That’s the TRUTH.
I thought I would have to take another break from socials for my sanity because I didn’t see any other way, but God provided a way through other saints who were and are still willing to be vessels that he moves through in ways that are so powerful and humbling and I felt convicted to pay it forward.
Friend, it’s OK if you don’t want to say anything. It’s OK. Keeping silent doesn’t automatically make you the enemy of strangers. Holding your tongue does not mean that you have no heart.
You’re loved, you’re desired, you’re cherished by the King of Heaven. That’s the truth.
If you share anything to your socials this week, I urge you to consider that as more newsworthy and praiseworthy than any other headline you might come across.
Me, enjoying watching the snowflakes land in my hair during the last of Snowstorm "Fern" on January 26, 2026.
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