Oh, fellow Christian, please have a care!
Respect your computer—but, beware!
The computer is a delightsome thing:
Into your lap the wide world may bring;
Good news may come in from everywhere,
And Christly word go forth to share.
Yet readily the computer turns a lair,
And enticements lurk to gray your hair.
A computer can turn you from time for the Word,
It can be a siren-song more loudly heard.
“I have no time for my kids, or to sing:
One more message I’ve still got to bring!”
Or. “I’m on the internet, so can’t spare
A moment, my neighbor’s sorrow to share.”
Or, “ ‘Sorry, Lord, to skip worship and prayer,
But you see, I’m busy ministering elsewhere!”
So my fellow Christians, ah, take care!
Respect your computer, but not as a snare.
Open your hearts to sit still with the King;
Then, in your worship, peace he will bring.
Afterward, if he says, “Now, share the Word!”
Then rise to computer board, and be “heard.”
Lift up your heart in intensive, real prayer
And ask that God’s spirit lead as you share:
That those on the internet, and everywhere,
May hear the good news: Jesus Christ is there!
copyright 1996 by Marilee Miller
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