Going Without My Phone

I kept my phone in a different room while I ate. I almost didn't. I use my phone for a lot of things. Meal time is often the time that I get to look at social media, read articles, read books on Libby, and generally relax. But my challenge said to leave it, so I did. It was hard, way harder than I thought.

I wanted to take a photo of my pretty plate, but the phone was in the other room. I wanted to an item to my grocery list. The phone was in the other room. I wanted to google something. I wanted to check my crossword. I wanted to read my book. The phone was in the other room. I had to sit there, or find something else to do.

Going without my phone honestly made me a little panicky, both because I wanted stuff from it, and because I realized how much I relied on it. Going without my phone did slow me down some. It prompted me to do a few more paper crosswords and actually start the paper book I have had sitting at my spot at the table for a while. All good things.

I am not ready to give up my phone, or do as some are and get a flip phone. I think it is good for me to realize how much I use my phone. It's good to take a fast from it, even if just for short periods of the day. I am convinced that phones are here to stay, so it's best to learn how to live with them in godly ways. I'm not there yet, but this day of going without my phone at meals hopefully got me a little closer.