I’m a big fan of blogs and social networking sites like Facebook and Twitter. Through them, I’ve been able to expand my “PLN” (Personal Learning Network) and connect with interesting people around the country and the world who share my profession and interests. The conversations I’m having enrich my life and stretch my thinking on a fascinating and eclectic variety of topics.
As I get to know new people through the Internet, most of whom I’ve never met in person, I’m realizing that just as with face to face relationships, there are levels to the connections I have with people, and there are parallels to my relationship with Christ.
- I subscribe to their blogs. These are people in my network who I know have ideas that reflect my own point of view, or who can challenge my perspective in ways that grow me. They have no idea who I am, and on a given day I may read what they write or ignore it, depending on time and my mood.
- I comment on their blogs. These people have ideas that resonate with me to the point that I want to respond. They are now aware of me, but they may or may not respond back, and from their point of view I’m likely just one of a crowd of people who make up their audience.
- I follow them on Twitter. I’m intrigued enough by these people that I want to know more of the experiences, conversations, and raw thinking that eventually lead to the more thoughtful and polished blog posts. These glimpses into daily life give an interesting perspective, too, and help me to see more of the context around their blogs.
- I engage them in professional conversation. Through Twitter and blog comments, I pursue a two-way conversation about topics of mutual interest. We respond to each other and generate discussion that extends and expands over time.
- I engage in personal discussion. These are people who I have let into a more exclusive corner of my world, and who have invited me into theirs. We know and care about the little details, not just the big ones.
- We seek each other out. These are the people who are always on my radar. They are the ones whose Tweets I specifically look for, whose blog posts I make a point to read daily, and with whom I won’t hesitate to share when something interesting happens to me. These are the people I will go out of my way to help and to celebrate with.
There are people who subscribe to Jesus’s blog—they attend church, maybe even read the Bible—but that doesn’t mean they know him, and there is certainly no relationship to speak of. Then there are those who comment on that blog: they shoot up the occasional prayer, hoping that the comment will make it through the spam filter and wondering if the blogger even reads all the comments that come in.
Of course, there are plenty of Christ followers. In Twitter, you can follow someone simply by clicking on the Follow button. Click, done: they’re in your list, and now all of their tweets come into your personal collection. Following Jesus really is that easy. Ask, done.
The problem is, too many people are satisfied to stay there. It’s not what God wants. The whole point of discipleship is to take us deeper, to bring us to the point where we converse and eventually seek each other out. If I’m honest with myself about my own relationship with God, it’s probably closer to the Follow level than it is to that deepest level.
But when I consider this long enough, I come to an amazing realization. I didn’t suddenly come to God’s attention by clicking that Follow button. Christ was on my list of followers long before I was on his—in fact, long before anyone else was even on my list. God has followed me from the day he created me, and he has patiently sought me out. It’s not up to me to somehow say something relevant or witty enough to get his attention. I already have it. I just have to listen and engage in the conversation with him, open my whole life up, and seek him out, to develop the depth that he desires.
@jesus Welcome to my PLN. Thanks for following me! Sorry it took me so long to return the favor. I guess we have some catching up to do...

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