Sometimes, when driving around, trying to find a certain restaurant, 80's club, or coffee shop, I find myself longing for an iphone. But then, when I get to the certain restaurant, 80's club, or coffee shop, and see groups of people sitting around tables with iphones in hand, checking facebook or youtube, wholly ignoring one another, my soul bursts with all the glee the Pharisee had in the presence of the Publican.
"Thank you, Lord," I say to myself, "for not making me like them."
"But," you'll protest, "my iphone is necessary for my job."
If that's true then your job isn't necessary.
[enter cartoon of Jesus being transfigured before a few of His disciples as they watch Jesus being transfigured via youtube on their iphones.]