My eyes were locked on my computer screen, watching a stock that I was preparing to sell for a client. The stock's three-letter symbol was green, indicating that it was up for the day. Three clicks on the keyboard and the stock was sold. Amazing, I said to myself. Technology is truly amazing.
Thirteen years ago, when I started out as an investment adviser, we didn't rely on e-mail, much less the Internet. When I bought or sold a stock for a client, I had to write out a ticket, walk across the office and stamp it, and hand it to out trader, who entered it in a box that was the size of a microwave. Now, with my laptop, I could access billions of pieces of information and send emails to anyone in the world with just the click of a button.
As i sat at my desk, pondering the mysteries of the Internet, my eyes fell on a note I'd made for myself: Pray for Harrison at 1:00p.m. I'd promised my six-year old son that I'd pray for hi while he was taking his spelling test.
I closed my door and hit the compose button on my email. "Hey God," I typed, "Harrison's spelling test will start in a few minutes. I hope You can hang close to him and that he'll feel You near." I could imagine my words flying straight to God's ears faster than any email.
Funny thing, technology. As amusing as it is, it doesn't come close to the speed-of-light communication that's been available to humankind since time began.
Friday, March 2, 2012
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