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Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Last train to Twitterville

Twitter has indeed created a strange and wonderful world.

Yesterday I was tweeting directly to a woman who has become a friend and prayer partner through Twitter. These direct messages (DMs) are intended for the two of us. We were tweeting about having osteoporosis.

I've had osteoporosis since I was in my early 40s. Yes, I've worked with nutritionists and naturopaths. Recently, I was balanced enough in my minerals to benefit from an infusion medication that should begin beefing up my bones for the first time. At last, I'll be at much less risk this winter’s icy slip and fall season. After several fractures, that would be great.

My readers have heard me refer to myself as a cracked pot. It's true. But I digress.

The funny thing is that when I sent this lady the last tweet about getting the IV medication, I messed up and didn't send it to her directly. Instead, I told my 700 followers the news about my infusion medication for osteoporosis. Yikes! First off, I didn't plan to give a product endorsement. Second, I didn't plan to tell the world I have break-away bones.

And what happened? Well, of course I now have vitamin and osteoporosis treatment endorsements, doctors and alternative medicine resources, and an insurance website link. There was also a kind person who wrote: “Thanks for sharing, & share more often, so we can pray more for your specific needs.”

Yes, many of the responses wanted to use my comment to benefit their business. I can't fault them. But how truly heartening that in the midst of busy days, others were interested in sharing on a personal level with someone who has problems like theirs.

What a terrific illustration of God's power to use any and every way to comfort his people and get his word out. Never insult God by underestimating his power to use your flimsy self to his glory. If he can use my crazy, rickety bones, he can use you and your weaknesses.

Give those weaknesses to the God who loves you, and let your pride run screaming for the door. Mine did long ago. It's much more fun this way.

Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay; you are the Potter; we are the work of your hand.
Isaiah 64:8
Pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and healing to the bones.
Proverbs 16:24

2 comments:

  1. Yes, i have to agree Twitter is a strange and yet marvelous world. i am most delighted that you have found prayer support and partners. i believe the word...when two or more gathered in His name...

    i too, will pray for your bones...that strength and peace be yours!

    (ps, thank you for all the kindness you have shown)

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  2. So sorry for your Twitter adventures.

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