Some call it “Quick finger syndrome“, others “Twitter Regret”, but whatever you call it, the ‘twitter twitch’ of our present culture is hurting people, and diminishing civility and kindness. How often we hear today of a mean-spirited and quickly composed Twitter that is nothing more than venom, gossip, and mean-spirited messaging about someone, to everyone else? And then within hours (due to some kind of public scrutiny and false sense of repentance) , the sender of the Twit, says “Woops, my bad. I really didn’t mean the mean things that I said. Sorry.” Sorry, but not really.
St. Seraphim of Sarov in the wonderful reminder below gives all of us plenty to reflect upon in our age of instant messaging, and everlasting connectedness via Facebook, Twitter, and all the rest. So before you post up on Facebook, Twitter, text message or email…think before you send. Where is your heart? In fact, before you send, why don’t you just walk over, ring them up, or see them face to face, and share in person whatever is on your mind, both good and bad… in person. Imagine the harmony.
You cannot be too gentle, too kind.
Shun even to appear harsh in your treatment of each other.
Joy, radiant joy, streams from the face of him who gives
and kindles joy in the heart of him who receives.
All condemnation is from the devil.
Never condemn each other…
Instead of condemning others, strive to reach inner peace.
Keep silent, refrain from judgment.
This will raise you above the deadly arrows
of slander, insult, and outrage and will shield
your glowing hearts against all evil.
Troparion (Tone 4)
- Thou didst love Christ from thy youth, O blessed one,
- and longing to work for Him alone thou didst struggle in the wilderness with constant prayer and labor.
- With penitent heart and great love for Christ thou wast favored by the Mother of God.
- Wherefore we cry to thee:
- Save us by thy prayers, O Seraphim our righteous Father.
Kontakion (Tone 2)
- Having left the beauty of the world and what is corrupt in it, O saint,
- thou didst settle in Sarov Monastery.
- And having lived there an angelic life,
- thou wast for many the way to salvation.
- Wherefore Christ has glorified thee, O Father Seraphim,
- and has enriched thee with the gift of healing and miracles.
- And so we cry to thee:
- Rejoice, O Seraphim, our righteous Father.