I’ve been spending more time consciously looking up lately. It’s so easy, with these handheld devices (that I now even use to write these blogs with), to stay focused on a spot right in front of me, a foot from my face, and to miss everything else around me.
Sure there is some good. I carry around an entire library in the palm of my hand and read. I listen to some great podcasts while walking around. I can catch up on the news or discover something new. I even communicate with others sometimes. Those are not bad things.
But since the onslaught of the phone, I find my neck hurts, and I look up a lot less. I miss the smiles and the expressions of those around me. I miss the connection that is there when I’m lost in the light of the glowing screen.
Mostly though, I miss the beauty all around me. On the horizon, in the heavens above, in the world around me. And my soul is lesser for it. So I’m purposing to look up and look around more, to take in with all of my senses, all that is around me.
The heavens proclaim the glory of God. The skies display his craftsmanship. (Psalm 19:1, NLT)