I am an internet junkie.

I am just letting that sink in for a moment, because I have come to realize that it’s true. It sounds silly, but when I spent my time off-line last week, I could clearly see the affect it was having on my life. I use the internet as a form of escape, much in the same way an alcoholic uses booze, and a drug addict shoots up heroin. I realize that my addiction positively pales in comparison, and it’s not devastating my life and those I love, but it is deeply affecting both. This is one of the hardest blogs I have ever written about myself, and for the simple fact that is does not paint me in a positive light in any way. My ego is what I constantly seem to be tripping over. “Pride goeth before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall.” -Proverbs 16:18
Being online is not just about amusement for me, although, that is a big part of it. It has become a form of distraction from things I don’t want to deal with. Whether that comes down to something mundane like the laundry basket that has been camped on the sofa for five days with clean and folded clothes waiting to be put away, or something larger – like me not wanting to deal (for the moment) with my parenting responsibilities, or talking through heavy issues with my husband. It’s much easier to be “busy” and unavailable while online, than to be fully engaged and constantly giving of myself and my time.
As much as it pains me to type this, I realized I was definitely using it to put some distance between myself and my husband. Rather than sit with him on the couch – talking and cuddling, and giving him the gift of my full attention – I would rather be online so I could avoid giving him the affection and intimate time he craves with me. As smug as I have always been about not withholding sex from him as a punishment (oh how pride is my downfall!), I did withhold my love and affection when angry and irritated about something.
Escaping from my mothering responsibility is another huge area. I was definitely letting the kids have too much time to themselves to get into whatever…and getting irritated when they would interrupt my computer time! I am not saying they were neglected, or that I was spending my whole day online, but I have not been pouring myself into them in the way I should be. If I want them to be upstanding, moral and productive human beings, who love and honor the Lord, that is not going to happen while mommy is busy online!
I won’t even touch on my neglect of my homemaking. Let’s just say that while my house is always basically tidy and relatively clean, I certainly could be doing more on the home front. I am not living up to my Proverbs 31 ideal. Ahem.

Many people say that time appears to be slipping through our fingers faster and faster every year. I don’t know if this is because time really is moving faster, or something about getting older that just makes it feel that way. Maybe it’s a gift. Maybe God is trying to really reach out to us and shake us up. Maybe He’s subtly (or not so subtly) trying to say to us, “Do you feel that? Time is marching on quickly. Have you made the most of the time you have? Life is short, and it’s over before you can blink your eyes.”

The best thing about this experience is the humbling of my spirit. I have spent a good deal of face time with the Lord, and that is always excellent for taking me down a notch…or twenty. I bought a new Bible, and I have spent a lot of time in prayer, reading and worship. I have asked for forgiveness…lots and lots of forgiveness. And guidance. With all my heart I want to make the most of my life, and leave a legacy that gives glory to God. I want to live passionately, love completely, learn humbly and leave boldly.
While there is nothing wrong with the internet and being online, taking a break, or enjoying amusement – I think when one is using it to avoid life, there is a real problem going on. I am grateful for the eye-opening experience this series has given me. If I only had one month to live (and I might have less, who knows!) I realized I was not living the way I would want to. I was not living like I am terminal. There is more than the internet holding me back, of course, but I have eliminated one time waster and road block. One down, many more to go.