Stardate: -317821.71

Well, I did it. I got a cell phone. Some of you are probably thinking, "It's about time!" I've been putting this next step of my communication ability off for a while. And admittedly, I have mixed feelings about it.

I probably would have procrastinated on it longer if it weren't for my schedule, particularly my weekends, when I can be away from home for nearly two days. At least three times now my mom has relayed a message to me through my sister's cell phone. But more than just for the convenience, this is also a significant step for me personally. Though I have been brewing over the possibility for some time, I definitely realized it this past Sunday at college group. We had a prayer time, during which we were encouraged to invite God to speak to us, especially about anything new He might want us to do. I felt pretty strongly that God was urging me to get a cell phone, and not wait in doing it.

Why? It's basically a statement on my part. That I'm available. That I'm reachable. That I will correspond with people, talk with people, minister to people. There are a number of people I know who I don't talk to right now. There are also people I know that I have trouble connecting with. There are also people that just need to reach me on occasion. All groups will benefit -- eventually, and probably immediately -- from this change.

So, in a sense, what my own choice would have been for my life, to remain without a cell phone, was overruled by the only One who truly has overruling power in my life. I don't even like talking on the phone. I fully plan to set some guidelines for my phone use and stick to them, making my phone serve me instead of me serving it.

And if you want to talk, give me a call. You should
be able to reach me, through that odd device that's in my pocket at the moment.