MySpace has announced users can now automatically sync their status updates with Twitter. Is having the ability to create a "Global Social Status" (yes, you can use that ... I just made it up) really such a good thing?

Not long ago I ran across an application in Facebook that would pull in my Twitter updates and automagically update my Facebook status. I quickly learned that this was not exactly the best idea in the world (and I'll tell you why in a moment), so I'm not so certain the efforts of MySpace are going to bring about any kind of improvements in the social media communities.

Let's think about this for a minute ... if you're a friend of mine on Facebook (or MySpace) AND you follow me on Twitter ... do you really want to read my status updates everywhere you go? For serious, does it make sense to "shotgun" your updates to every single social community you belong to? I think not.

Sure, there are rare occasions that you might want to do this ... but I say resist the temptation! I've found that for the most part, people I follow on Twitter are a completely different group of people than I have on Facebook. Sure, there is some overlap and that's to be expected, but the vast majority of people I know of Facebook (or MySpace) are people I've actually met, am friends with, family with, grew up with, you get the picture. Many of the people (and/or companies) I follow on Twitter are people I've never personally met (although many I hope to meet someday) but we share some commonalities ... maybe it's programming, maybe it's music, maybe it's geography. You know?

Where I'm going with this is that something I might "tweet" about may not necessarily be something I want to update my "Global Social Status" with. The audiences are completely different and often warrant their own unique message, even if the messages are very similar.

The flip side to this is if you like to Twitter ... and you know who you are ... you have the potential of overwhelming your family and friends with updates like "RT @stevewithington CF9 is the bees knees ... I have ORM, do you?" or "This site rocks: http://tinyurl.com/nv62na #muracms #mura #coldfusion #sql"

Heck, I don't know about you, but I already get a little irritated having to scroll through things like "Help Me on Mafia Wars" or the ever popular "Steve Withington took the 'What Kind of Car Are You?' quiz and got the result: You're a 1969 Bitchin' Camaro. Read more ..."

So if you're goal in life is to annoy the crap out of people in your social communities, then go right ahead and applaud the efforts of MySpace and others in their quest to become THE place to go to update your Global Social Status. In the mean time, I'll continue along, grumbling and complaining about silly things like this.

My 2-Year Old's Version of "I'm Yours" by Jason Mraz from stevewithington on Vimeo.

Now, I normally don't write about my faith. For whatever reason though, I felt compelled to share my story.

This morning began like most each morning does for me: wake up, shower, make breakfast for the kids, drop my son off at school, drive to work ... and this is where my morning took an unexpected turn.

My fuel tank was nearly empty, so I decided early on in my trip that I would stop off at my usual gas station to fill up. As I was approaching the gas station, I had to go around a vehicle which was moving very slowly with their hazard lights blinking. I didn't think much about it, and to be honest, I usually don't give these sort of things a second thought. So I pulled in and began to fill up.

As I was listening to the sound of the fuel pump do its work, I began to drift off in thought. Then, I could hear what sounded like one ginormous piece of duct tape continuously being pulled off of the road ... it was the slow moving car with the hazard lights on, now obviously because of a flat tire. As the driver pulled into the gas station and up to the air hose, I then began to fight a sudden feeling of wanting to help this person.

"No," I thought. "I've got to get to work ... I've just got too much to do, and I don't have time for this." Each time the thought came back to help, I battled back with some new, unfounded thought. "Someone else will help, I'm sure." I glanced back to watch as people merely walked past the person in distress and wouldn't even look their way. "This is crazy, I'm not from this neighborhood. She's obviously from this part of town, someone's sure to know this person and offer help." The fuel pump was finished doing its work, but my brain was still doing its thing. "Dude, how many times have you heard the Parable of the Good Samaritan?"

It was then that I began recalling the Gospel of Luke, chapter 10, versus 25-37. In the beginning of the parable, there is some dialog between a lawyer and Jesus:

25And, behold, a certain lawyer stood up, and tempted him, saying, Master, what shall I do to inherit eternal life?

26He said unto him, What is written in the law? how readest thou?

27And he answering said, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength, and with all thy mind; and thy neighbour as thyself.

28And he said unto him, Thou hast answered right: this do, and thou shalt live.

29But he, willing to justify himself, said unto Jesus, And who is my neighbour?

So what did Jesus do? What did He say? Well, if you are or have ever been Christian and attended Sunday School, you probably know the rest of the story. As Jesus normally does throughout the New Testament, instead of giving the lawyer a simple answer, he shares a story to illustrate His answer.

He begins to tell the story of a man who was ultimately beaten up, robbed of everything he had and left for dead on the side of the road during one of his trips. Jesus goes on to talk about several people, including a priest, who just walked passed (and even around) this man lying there on the side of the road. Eventually, a "Samaritan" came along, showed compassion and helped this person. The Samaritan not only got him to safety and cared for him, but also paid for everything too! Now the best part is that Jesus finishes the story by telling the lawyer to "Go, and do thou likewise."

I've heard and read this story hundreds of times. This morning, I heard it again and asked myself the very same question the lawyer asked Jesus, "So, who is my neighbor?"

I knew then that this person who was in need is my neighbor. So I went, and did likewise.

I'm not sharing this in hopes that readers will "like" me more, or anything like that. I'm sharing this because I know that I normally don't do things like this. I'm sharing this because I know how hard it is to stop, and help a neighbor in need. I'm sharing this because I hope that when the time comes, I will go, and do likewise again.