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| “Godfather and godson-reconnected thru Facebook-25 years later!” |
Points2Ponder
By Alan P. Scaglone
“Anyone ever post pictures oooooooonnnnnnn…faceBook???”
This is my FAVORITE commercial right now!!!
Anybody know the one I’m talking about??
If you do…you will literally LOL!!
For those not “text savvy”, that means Laugh Out Loud!
So…this is going to sound like a commercial for Facebook, and I am very aware of the negative side of FaceBook, but I also know…
God can take something not intended for good…and turn it into good for HIS purpose!!
And I bear witness of a miracle of the heart that could NOT have happened without Facebook!
POINTS2PONDER Why is it that we didn’t know we were missing something UNTIL we find it? Why is it so difficult to just go looking for what you want?
You see that picture of us?
That’s proof that God can use EVEN Facebook…to answer prayer and give you something you were missing…and didn’t even realize it UNTIL…you found it!
That’s my godson Shane!
It’s taken at his birthday party this past Saturday.
It’s a party I was invited to--by my godson!!!
And…when I walked up to his circle of friends and family, Shane said, “This is my godfather!”
I just beamed with pride and honor and gratitude…
And all because God allowed my wife to think “let’s try facebook”…
And HE chose to use Facebook… as HIS vehicle for us to find Shane and his mom (my best friend from high school.)
I always wondered: how they were doing, where they were living, how life had treated them.
As is life when you are young, just starting out and raising a family of your own, you lose track of friends.
It’s not intentional, it’s just a casualty of raising a family, and all that it entails.
Not always a lot of time to keep in touch—that’s not an excuse, it’s just the facts.
Those custodial years- diapers, toddlers, kindergarten, elementary school—so time consuming, so energy draining, so… much effort…just to get everything done.
Friendships often take the hit due to the priority of the family—and we all know, it’s a “collateral damage” kind of thing. No one wants it, but everyone understands why.
But through those years, you always wonder, “Whatever happened to so and so?? How did they turn out?”
Before Facebook, we had to put a lot of effort into looking through Telephone White Pages, hoping they had a listed number.
Now…with cell phones, no one even has a landline phone, so…forget that!
But… we do have the “Search Engine” of the biggest social networking database in the world—all at our fingertips—FaceBook!
My wife found Shane first. His middle name is Alan…wonder why? LOL!
She found him, we sent him a FB message, he responded within an hour; he gave me his mom’s phone number; I called, she answered, and…25 years dissipated after just a 1 hour phone call.
And it has felt like we never lost those 25 years—that’s a God thing!!
I appreciate that this 5 year old boy, who heard stories about his godfather, and why his middle name is Alan, but…
Always wondered why…I never came around.
He too wondered, “Whatever happened to that guy Mom says is my godfather?”
And, in the course of the last 12 months, a lot of phone calls, a few visits and even some texting, my godson and I have bonded.
He has a busy life-- that custodial care period of life; he and Jessica are raising 4 daughters—I just laughed. He is in a home with 5 women—need I say more?
He impresses me with what a great dad he is—he’s a real “man’s man” to all the guys, but…sneak around the corner, and he is having a tea party with his girls or playing a game with them.
He is a hands-on Dad; and I am proud of him!
And…when he introduced me this weekend, I had to say to myself “Thank you, Lord for using FaceBook to get me to this moment!”
You see—I didn’t know there was a hole in my heart that needed filling UNTIL I reconnected with my godson—but there was, and it is now filled!
And all because…
God uses FaceBook! God friended me! And, I LIKED Him!
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