A Modern version of an old Parable
Once upon a time, a celebrity was coming to town. He was going to make an appearance at a Mega Fan party, but if you had your smartphone you could get into the private preview concert. The celeb's manager was going to send out a broadcast text. Show your text to the bouncer, and you're in.
Ten teenagers huddled in a circle, a group of friends who'd been waiting for this day. Each followed the manager's Twitter feed:
"On the interstate. Who's ready to #MegaFan party?"
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"Getting Closer... @AwesomeCeleb's warming his voice. #MegaFan."
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Reply: "@CelebManager, @AwesomeCeleb And I'm warming my scream."
And so the night wore on, the tweets and anticipation piling. But some of the ten teens were having problems. Five of them hadn't charged their phones before the event. A few LOW BATTERY lights were already coming on.
Two of them decided to turn off their phones to preserve battery power. Another stopped following the feed, hoping she'd have enough power when the time came. The others figured their phones would last. After all they had 12-hour battery life, right?
Finally, the moment arrived: "Check Your Messages! @AwesomeCeleb is in the house! #MegaFan"
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A squeal rang through the room as phones sounded everywhere. The ten teens gripped their own smartphones, trying to be the first to retrieve the text.
But, you guessed it, five of those teens didn't have a working phone. Three of them had preserved just enough power to get the text, but not enough to show it to the bouncer. And turning phones back on took FOREVER, anyway.
So, the teens who had charged their phones made it in. A few tried to get their friends in, but the bouncer said, "One phone, one entry."
Now, today we wait for a King much greater than any celeb. He's coming, and his managers are beckoning us to be ready. So I have just one question:
Is your Spiritual Smartphone Fully Charged?
By the way, Perhaps you recognize this tale? But oil lamps are so First Century.
Read the original version here.
I write about, with, for, and around kids all day. (Well, maybe I do the dishes too. Sometimes.)