My godsister and I were enjoying a leisurely and calorie-laden breakfast, catching up on each other's lives.
I noticed a family of three at a nearby table: a mother and her two pre-teen boys. Instead of speaking to each other during the meal, each was immersed in his or her own personal digital device. They did not speak. They did not laugh. They did not look at each other.
Have we become so connected to technology that we can't even share a meal? Do we treat God in the same way? Do we forgo connection with Him for time in front of the television or video screen?
I serve a God who seeks intimacy, who wants us to share His life, His eternity, with us. I worship a God who wants to hear my prayers, dry my tears and color my world. The very rituals of my faith are ones that promote community, intimacy and connection.
As we follow Jesus to the cross this week, may we never forget that His cross connects us to His heart--may we never be separated from Him.