My SmartPhone is my shepherd;
I still want more.
I stare at it in green pastures,
I text instead of looking at the still waters.
It drains my soul;
It leads me in the paths of unrighteousness
for the apps sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of No Likes,
I will not fear;
For my SmartPhone is with me;
Snapchat and Instagram, they comfort me.
My SmartPhone prepares a fake world for me in the presence of reality;
It anoints my head with secular humanism;
My discontent runs over.
Surely laziness and comparison shall follow me all the days of my life;
And I will dwell in the Cyberworld
looking down at my Smartphone
Forever.

Credits to: The Church of England on Norfolk Island Facebook Account (I can’t find Maylin Piggs online. I’m not sure if that’s how the author’s name is spelled.)

I stumbled upon this poetry while listening to Digital Destruction of Christians by Chris Holland on AudioVerse. This was someone’s response upon reading the book called 12 Ways Your Phone is Changing You by Tony Reinke.

As the week comes to a close, ponder upon your relationship with God and your relationship with your device? Who holds the reins of your heart?

I hope it’s God and will always be God.