18/06/2026
At the end of most days I sit down, look back over things, remember I’m not perfect far from it
and then I pray.
Mostly for forgiveness, if I’m honest.
Usually that helps.
Tonight, after a quick scroll through Facebook, I’m just a bit baffled.
I’m clearly clicking on things that are changing my algorithm to suit my current brain age.
I’d estimate it’s somewhere around “well-used crayon level.”
And yes, probably one I’ve already tried to eat.
I won’t share the page, because I’m not giving it extra attention.
But apparently someone talking about the earth being flat has around 5,000 followers.
And I’m sat here thinking… really?
Not judging.
Everyone to their own.
People can believe what they like.
I believe God is real.
I believe Jesus matters.
I believe this world is God’s creation.
Other people may see things differently,
and that’s fair enough.
But I have hope.
And if I’m wrong,
well, I’ll have absolutely no way of complaining about it…
It’s not really about followers, views, or numbers for me.
It’s about that one starfish being thrown back into the sea.
If something we post reaches one person who needs hope,
prayer, encouragement, community,
or even just to know they’re not on their own,
then it matters.
Facebook can be strange, noisy,
and sometimes completely bonkers.
But it is also a tool.
And used well, it can help us get a message of hope
, care, and safety out into the community.
That said,
even I have to admit the internet
does test the limits of my patience,
my prayer life, and possibly my blood pressure.
Between angry roosters, pancake planets,
and whatever else Facebook thinks I need to see tonight,
I think it might be time to put the phone down.
Sorry for posting rubbish.
I’m off to pray for wisdom, patience,
and an algorithm with adult supervision.
Good night! x
