When I hear the word, “idol”, I think of the Israelites worshipping a golden calf in the desert.  It’s hard to relate to a people bowing down before a hunk of metal in the shape of a bovine.  I’ve never once had the impulse to do this.

As a child, I thought that so long as I avoided making idols in shop class, I’m covered.

These days, I’m pretty much a social media aficionado.  I’m the equivalent of a Facebook Olympian.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not bragging here.

Facebook is a time suck.  It wastes my time.  But even worse, it pulls my focus.  You see, I post things on Facebook because I think people will like them.  If have a huge tendency to please people via social media.  To get attention.  To be liked.  To gain approval.

Then suddenly, something good – because Facebook is an exceptional relationship tool – becomes enslaving.

It becomes my own golden calf.

The Bible says that we have God’s approval and we’re free of what the world thinks.

Sometimes good things, done in excess and for the wrong reasons, turn to bad things. We each have our own idol whether it’s socially savvy or not.

Maybe it’s time to recognize it.

Maybe I need to pause before I post.