So today, I received a phone call from one of my favorite friends. she gave me a suggestion for what I should blog about next, and in the process left me a 4 minute voicemail on the topic.
Towards the end of the message i was thinking
"Dang, I'm glad Shannon Murphy has Verizon."
Seriously though, there are only a few people in my life who don't have Verizon and aren't "IN". On our family plan, between my dad, mom, brother and I... I have over 1000-1700 minutes of "IN" minutes and another 300-500 of "OTHER" minutes. More then my mom and brother combined.
That is just crazy. That is about 30 hours of talking on the phone, every month. I'm not sure if this is a problem or not?
When I was in the dorm I was always known as the phone $&#%@, and in my house now, I am certainly always a part of the statement..."she's probably on her phone..."
It's not a bad thing. But sometimes I struggle with whether or not it is a good thing too.
How has this little silver device become such a central part of my life, and I haven't even had it for three years of my life yet? How have I managed to become so dependent on a piece of plastic, when I struggle to remain dependent on God and the grace he places in my life?
Note to self: Say a prayer every time you talk on your phone, or pick up phone to look at it.
Note to self #2: Thank God for long voicemail messages...I LOVE LEAVING THEM!
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