I'm a late adopter of technology. As I successfully google obscurities such as "How to make soap from raccoon fat," or soak up rare video footage of Fritz Wunderlich--my favorite classical singer, dead 50 years--I marvel at the Internet. Submitting to its many charms, I feign productivity, wishing I inclined as naturally to stewardship of hours and minutes as I do to dollars and cents.
While others debate the relative merits of iPhones versus Androids, I have barely an inkling what they do. A BlackBerry, to me, ripens mid-June, along a forest's southern faces, waiting to be plucked into my upcycled tin can bucket. Among the rapidly dwindling ten percent of Americans lacking a mobile phone, I cling to a bare-bones landline; call me, and--without the benefit of voicemail or call waiting--you may hear an anachronistic busy signal or endless ringing. I resisted home Internet access until my online business, Laura's Last Ditch, outgrew the public library's computer lab.

A WOW! Computer
My grandma, too, resisted the digital age. On Thanksgiving day, she scarcely noticed the oversized computer monitor atop her vintage metal desk--at Grandma's, parties are BYOT, with 'T' signifying 'Technology.' My mom, well aware of Grandma's technophobic tendencies, lured her into the office, ostensibly to see my blog. She spurned the computer, though, until a mere touch to the prominently placed 'plus' icon enlarged the print to a manageable size. No ordinary machine, the AARP magazine advertised this WOW! Computer, for seniors new to Web navigation. Realizing it belonged to her--a surprise gift--my grandma, from whom I hardly recall a negative word, mustered, "I'm just not sure about this. I try to be a good steward of my time."

Nevertheless, the family gathered, sharing favorite YouTube videos: Susan Boyle's stunning TV debut; Danny Macaskill's acrobatic bike stunts, Paul Potts' touching "Nessun Dorma." We googled 'Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever,' a malady afflicting an honorary grandchild. Growing interested, yet not fully convinced, we signed her up for Facebook. She beheld endearing photos of great-grandchildren in fleeting stages of babyhood, and clips of just-celebrated Thanksgiving dinner at the in-laws'--a virtual family reunion. Won over, my grandmother exclaimed, "Wow! So this is what I've been missing!"

While pondering the Internet's magnificence, I consider how, some day, when we see Heaven, we, likewise will exclaim, "So this is what we've been missing!" We will see not only the dearly departed, but our Savior, Jesus Christ--no longer through a glass, darkly, but face to face. Take that, Facebook!

Jesus of Nazareth--L. Jambor
in my Etsy shop.
Though I enjoy the Internet, perhaps a little too much, I recall my wise grandmother's admonition about stewardship of time, knowing I must answer to the same Jesus for how I've spent mine. I resolve to do better, yet fail miserably, concurring with the apostle Paul: O wretch that I am! who shall deliver me from this body of death?

Thank God, the same Jesus, who could condemn us, owns a love more personal than Facebook, wiser than Wikipedia, and vaster than Google.



  1. Good for your grandmother! We had to drag an uncle (92 when he died last year) into the tech age. He had gotten so hard of hearing that no one could really talk to him on the phone. He never made the leap to a full-fledged computer, but he did get web-TV so that he could read e-mail.

    Lynette - Sweet Posy Dreams

  2. Enjoyed reading this. I like the thoughts on stewardship of hours and minutes--what a struggle for me!

  3. You summed this message up perfectly when you wrote: "Thank God, the same Jesus, who could condemn us, owns a love more personal than Facebook, wiser than Wikipedia, and vaster than Google." I love it!!

  4. Congratulations on your new 'writer' status. May this be the first of many. Pam

  5. Laura,
    SUCH a wonderful post.
    Susan aka sugarcookielady on etsy

  6. Go grandma! I love that story. Although I am often reluctant with some technology, I will say that it also can make our life greater and more fulfilled by connecting us to the people we love.

    We skype with our family in Dublin and Cyprus as often as we can and this makes me happy. I get to see my godson and niece grow up, at least, via computer.

    We even got to 'attend' my godson's christening via skype.

    How wonderful. Congrats on the feauture!

  7. Thanks, Pamela! It would be nice if my mother-in-law in Romania had Skype. She'll have to follow my grandmother's lead and get a computer first!

  8. Love this, especially the point at the end! Blessings on your writing and future articles as well!


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