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Reflections on @stickyJesus: Chapter 12

March 3, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

One could change the world with one hundred and forty characters. ~Jack Dorsey, Twitter originator

@redbird Having a bad feather day.

Twitter.

Where’d that name come from anyway?

The creators wanted a name that indicated speed or urgency.  They brainstormed names like “twitch” and “jitter,” but then tripped over the word “twitter” and thought it was perfect.

Short bursts of inconsequential information and bird chirps.

I don’t think they had a clue as to how it would take off.

No pun intended.

Some of the twitters, or tweets, are indeed inconsequential.

“I can’t find my keys.”

Which may not be inconsequential for the peep the tweep was supposed to pick up fifteen minutes ago.

Twitter has become so much more than anticipated with 105 million registered users as of the writing of this book.

I’ve participated in poetry parties as well as praise and prayer gatherings on Twitter.

And offline tweet-ups. Where I’ve met like-minded friends like Tami and Toni face-to-face.

Twitter is another online mission field.

And a place to share information, grow, learn, inspire, and encourage.

And be taught and inspired and encouraged.

It’s an instant messaging and microblogging tool.

And a writer’s boon for learning to say much in few.

To reduce a thought to 140 characters.

Twitter is about delivering high impact in few words. This platform will challenge you to be clear and to the point.  It will force you to drop the clutter and focus on your mission . . . With a provocative statement and an attached link, you have the opportunity to bring someone into an experience that could change his or her life for eternity. ~@stickyJesus p. 145

Maybe not change the world.

But changing the world begins with the one.

@redwing Dude! Meet me at the King’s Wing. Great buffet here! #chowdown

What is your favorite thing about Twitter?

Let your words be few ~@stickyJesus

Note: This chapter also includes a “Twitter 101 section” with hints, tips, and resources for effectively using the site

Linking up with Michelle Sarabia and friends as we walk through this book together.

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  1. claire says

    March 3, 2011 at 6:14 pm

    so love it and love the stickyjesus quote you’ve used too!

    my fav thing about twitter is the people – no matter where, no matter when – other side of the planet – i can make friends! what a blest generation we live in!

    • Sandra says

      March 3, 2011 at 11:44 pm

      I love that, too! Amazing to say something to my husband like, “My friend Claire in New Zealand . . .” 😉

  2. Toni Birdsong says

    March 3, 2011 at 6:34 pm

    My favorite thing about Twitter is people like you who get it, live it & share it! When we start to see life in eternal equations and not worldly, momentary solutions, I believe we truly accomplish great things. Changing the world does begin with the one, well said! You’ve done that many times on Twitter when you send others to this blog with a simple link. As you spill out what God pours into you, things change. For the better. Forever.

    • Sandra says

      March 3, 2011 at 11:45 pm

      I don’t think I’d know you without Twitter. What a blessing! You encourage me so.

  3. seekingpastor says

    March 3, 2011 at 11:17 pm

    I like the relationships built with people that I would have not ever known otherwise. Immense fun and substantially encouraging.

    • Sandra says

      March 3, 2011 at 11:46 pm

      Agree!

  4. claire says

    March 4, 2011 at 12:00 am

    i so love that – i often say to my husband too “my friend so and so in XYZ” and he’s like HOW do you know them…? and i’m like twitter :o) all over the planet – connected!

    • Sandra says

      March 6, 2011 at 2:23 pm

      Connected for eternity! 🙂

  5. Anne Lang Bundy says

    March 7, 2011 at 5:34 pm

    Some of the people who Twitter’s connected me to … well, I can’t help but love them and be thankful to God for all the ways He brings us together! (Love to you today, Snady!)

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