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I don’t know how you feel  – but I am over the top with all of the talk about the government monitoring of our everyday communication.

Why anyone would want to spend even a nanosecond poring over any of our daily blather is certainly a stumper.

And another thing that is getting old is that annoying mini-marketing munchkin on your computer that: a.) reminds you of those fabulous shoes-on-sale that you looked at last week and didn’t buy, or b.) picks out words from your emails or websites you have visited and drops related ads into your sidebar.

The privacy that we once knew – and perhaps took for granted – has become not-so-ancient history.

The days of single line phones, busy signals and all, elicit wistful sighs of a bygone era when life had space….and quiet. Constant intrusions such as we experience were foreign concepts.

It was a big deal when stores announced Sunday hours.  Today we can shop 24-7, even in our jammies (and all the while, those computer snoopers track what we look at and eventually buy).  Isn’t all of this eavesdropping making us feel overexposed…and vulnerable?

(Thank heavens we are not being graded by English professors for email or conversation content, and the Fashion Police for our purchases!)

So…who can we confide in, trusting that what we say or think is not repeated – or recorded for posterity?

G-O-D, that’s who.  He will receive our every thought, from our best intentions to those confessions and misgivings that not another soul should ever know.

The best thing is, He is the Listener Supreme – and anything we talk or pray to Him about goes straight to His communication center – with a staff of One.

He knows us intimately , and does not judge or condemn. For that,  we should be thankful.

I put my faith, hope and trust in God – the Grand Observer – who knows and listens because He loves us and cares about us.

I welcome His listening in….

God, investigate my life;
    get all the facts firsthand.
I’m an open book to you;
    even from a distance, you know what I’m thinking.
You know when I leave and when I get back;
    I’m never out of your sight.
You know everything I’m going to say
    before I start the first sentence.
I look behind me and you’re there,
    then up ahead and you’re there, too—
    your reassuring presence, coming and going.
This is too much, too wonderful—
    I can’t take it all in!   ~Psalm 139:2 (MSG)