Some people would say that we are more connected to the world than ever, but I wonder if this is really true. I heard a statistic this week that suicide is the third leading cause of death for teens. That tragic information made me pause. Why would teens, in a world full of options, choose to end their lives?

What are kids connected to? Or disconnected from? They are connected to the vast information web. They are connected to sound bites and superficial relationships built on Facebook and Twitter. They are connected to pictures, images, and sounds, but too often, they’re disconnected to what is happening right in front of them.

What actually feeds us—spiritually and physically? I do not get fed by social media interactions. Even e-mail has its limitations. That is not to say that these technological innovations don’t have their purpose and value. But it is to ask, what are we crowding out when we engage in them to the exclusion of other forms of human communication and interaction?

When I took my kids to the lake yesterday, and they ran around watching the geese and ducks, sat and enjoyed the sun setting over the water, and played tag down a wooded path, they engaged in a real-world reality check. They absorbed a truth that cannot be improved upon. Joy and health seeped into their beings.

When I go outside and work in the garden, when I take a walk down a country road, when I sit and chat face-to-face with someone, even a stranger, I engage in a real-world reality that cannot be replaced by any technological gadget.

I wonder if that is why some television programs have become so weird. They are reflecting that absence, that disconnect, that xeroxed print, which has been copied too often and become anemic and a little warped in the process.

Perhaps what our teens need is a little more time with natural reality, not “reality shows.” Perhaps writers should reflect human beings in our real world and not slapstick, word-bites meant merely to get a laugh or jerk a tear.

Reality—our real world—isn’t meant to lead to suicide.



A. K. Frailey is the author of 15 books, a teacher for 35 years, and a homeschooling mother of 8.

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I found myself enchanted by the stories. I laughed and cried. I got some time to think about many things related to the world and to myself as a human being.  ~Edith N. Mendel Fréccia

A series of inspirational reflections that continue my journey as a widow raising a large family in a turbulent world.

“Readers finish this novel feeling enlightened and able to return to their lives with increased faith.” ~Kaye



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