I had the opportunity to counsel a “friend” through the process of deleting a Facebook post — a process I am downright evangelistic about, by the way; I know of no other “skill” so easily acquired, so desperately needful, and so seldom practiced. It’s basically a matter of clicking things that look like they would like to be clicked, looking for the word “delete,” then clicking that.
Her post was vulgar. She claims to be a Christian. I assumed she would not want to be associated with such things, and she confirmed that. But (she claimed) she couldn’t find the item on her wall. I explained how to find it in as much detail as I could manage without being overtly insulting. No luck. This went on for more than an hour — during which, by the way, she posted ten more times. Literally.
I have some theories. One, she has no idea how Facebook works. Two, she was just stringing me along. Three, I need to manage my time better. I think at least two of them are accurate.
My point was, and is, Christians should be absolutely obsessive about the way we come across. We must walk carefully (Ephesians 5:19) when we wear His name. Plugs for environmentally sound burial options and escape rooms can wait. We have souls to save. And we will have a hard time if we are, consciously or unconsciously, part of the problem. Beam first. Motes later.