Among the things I thought would never happen are:
The zombie apocalypse.
Rush Limbaugh becoming a Democrat.
Miley Cyrus becoming a nun.
The Cubs winning the World Series.
Mark Atteberry opening a Twitter account.
The first four of those are still up in the air, but the last is now a reality. My editors and publicists have been encouraging me to Twitterize myself for a while now. It’s important for authors, they say. Your readers want to interact with you, they say. You need to be accessible, they say.
For some reason, last Friday afternoon, I opened an account. It was a whim, actually. I didn’t get up that morning thinking about it. I just had an impulse and went with it.
And now I’m glad I did.
For one thing, I had fun reading Tweets from baseball experts and Cardinals players during the World Series. I got a lot of inside information that I wouldn’t have gotten otherwise.
I’ve also had fun following people that I’ve always respected, including numerous pastors, authors and athletes. There’s a lot of good stuff posted on Twitter, almost second by second all day long. You can absorb as much or as little as you choose.
Finally, I’ve come to realize that Twitter is a great way to testify of your faith in Christ. Several people I’m following have encouraged my faith with their profiles and their Tweets. I hope I’m doing the same for the people who are following me.
If there’s one thing Twitter has impressed on me, it’s this: people crave interaction. That’s a God thing, of course. We were wired to need each other. (Genesis 2:18) Twitter is just a 21st century expression of that age-old truth.
You might feel that Twitter is not for you. Trust me, I get that. But I’ve learned this week that it can be fun and informative. More importantly, I’ve caught glimpses of God in the Twitter universe. I have a feeling that if Jesus were walking the earth today, he’d be on Twitter.
If you’re so inclined, you can follow me at @mark_atteberry