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Why I Shut Down My Facebook and Messenger Accounts

You know 2020 has been one heck of a year for all of us. This Covid nightmare has to end soon!  I recently had something happen to me on Facebook that really rattled me to the core. Have you ever been hacked? Or watched? Or recorded without your permission? Well now I can say, “Yes, I have”.

This year my husband and I got a notice that our main password had been compromised and we needed to change it immediately. At first I didn’t believe it. Then I asked my super smart IT husband, Bob, and he said, “yes, it’s true. That password is on the Dark Web now.  Change the password on any sites you used it.” Oh my. I never knew I had signed up for so many sites before. It was a painstaking process. Thank goodness for Google and their Saved Password feature. I hadn’t used many of these apps for years.  I had to look it up. Here is how to see your saved passwords from Google.(Click on link to be directed to Google)

Anyway, Google made it much easier to see what sites I had used that old password at. It was a painstaking process, but I deleted like 40 sites. One by one.  That was the beginning of the ‘fun’ I had this month.  Then on to FB (Facebook).

I admit it. I am human. Sometimes I just need to vent. I need to let out how I feel about a situation and then I can calm down. I may be a bit passionate about it though. My Husband and Pastor call me the Kraken when I do that, lol!

Well one evening I released the Kraken at home with my husband Bob. I was complaining about a situation that happened at Church. It doesn’t matter which church, or which people I was referring to. I said my piece, let it go, and I felt better. We went to bed and my husband said, “You should check your FB . I think you were hacked.” I told him, “I’ll check it tomorrow, I’m tired.” I thought I could just change my password and that would be that. Man, was I wrong.

The next morning I grabbed my phone and started sipping my coffee. I love coffee in the morning. Bob was in the kitchen making breakfast. I opened up my phone and the FB app. I had 2 messages from my friends asking if I was all right. Hmmm. One of them even showed me a screen shot from Messenger, the instant messaging part of FB. I gasped! What? Bob asked me what was up. I asked him to give me a minute.

Imagine my horror when I discovered that my private conversation where I was venting had been RECORDED by Facebook (without my consent or permission) and sent to my contacts. I told Bob, “I never typed this…I said it!) And now all of my friends knew of the private conversation as FB Messenger decided to record me and make it PUBLIC!  My mind started racing a mile a minute. I thought of 3 things I could do right away:

1.  I changed my FB and Messenger password. 

2.   I thought would be easy. I could just delete the conversation. I opened up my Messenger App and checked the side where it lists all of your conversations. There was no message that I had typed or one where the message was sent.  This meant I could NOT delete the conversation.  Messenger also  had no record of who they had sent it to.

3.   As I had no control over the account anymore. I deleted my FB and Messenger accounts.

After doing some research I got even angrier when I found out that Facebook had done this before! And been punished with a huge fine. Here is a great article by Today.com dated  / Source: TODAY By Scott Stump.

 “How to opt out of Facebook Messenger Audio to protect your conversations.”

Here is a clip from that Today.com article:

“A report by Bloomberg found that Facebook has been paying hundreds of outside contractors to transcribe clips of audio from its users, citing “people with knowledge of the work” who were told to transcribe the audio without being informed how and where it was obtained.

Facebook confirmed to NBC News that it had engaged in the practice but said that it “paused human review of audio more than a week ago.”

The company added that the only users affected chose a transcription option in their Messenger app and that it masked the audio so the users’ identities were not revealed to third-party transcribers.

Third-party contractors told Bloomberg they felt the work was unethical because users didn’t know their audio would be reviewed and transcribed.

Facebook told NBC News it was reviewing the audio to make sure its artificial intelligence was working properly.”

If you read the article the author Scott Stump teaches you how to TURN YOUR MICROPHONE OFF ON FACEBOOK AND MESSENGER.  I sent this article to all my children and friends – via Email.

I am disappointed in Facebook, Messenger,  and Mark Zuckerberg.  It is an invasion of my privacy to record my conversations without my consent. And then have them sent to a 3rd party place to be transcribed and then sent out to my contacts.  All so you can target ads to me? I don’t want your ads!  I am no longer a customer. What they did was wrong.

What do you think? Have you ever been hacked? Have you had this happen to you? Is your microphone ON in Facebook and Messenger? I have more apologies to make. My private vent should have never been shared FB and Messenger. You are rude beyond belief.

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Touched by an Angel

Have you ever met an Angel? Really – I mean it.  Sometimes God uses the strangest people, Seriously!

Let me start at the beginning.  Have you ever been “kicked out” or shunned at a church? Me too. And more people that I know too.  So what happens to all of us  that God has chosen, yet man doesn’t want to use?  Well for a while we stay home. Pout, complain, and have ourselves a pity party.  Mine was about 4-6 months as I recall. And then God starts the “wooing” back.

You start dreaming about serving again.  You start singing random praise songs in the shower.  But, once again, due to rejection and fear, you tell yourself, “NO, I am never doing that again!”  And life goes on for a while.  Still ignoring your calling you just “go to work, and come home.”

Then God sends an Angel your way.  Yeah, really.  Only he doesn’t look like an Angel at the time.  You know, no wings, no harp, no singing.  It was New Years Day morning and very cold with lots of snowdrifts in Wisconsin.   My husband, Bob, and I went outside to go to work and there was a very drunk man in our driveway passed out on a snow bank. Yep, passed out cold.

I went inside and got him a blanket and cup of coffee while my husband tried to get him up.  He was breathing, but he wouldn’t wake up.  So we called the ambulance.  And that of course, sent a call to the Police Department.  Well, at that time we lived on a very busy road, but when the sirens came, he woke up! He started shaking, tried talking and just wrapped up in the blanket and started drinking coffee.  Then the ambulance came and they brought him to the hospital.  I thought ok, problem solved, off to work we went to fix some tv or computer or something.

When we got home I went back to life as usual, or so I thought.  A few months later, in the Spring, a very familiar old guy was riding his bike by our house collecting cans.  Now we had  2 recycle bins outside with all the Diet Coke cans from 2 adults and 4 kids.  He asked if he could have the cans for recycling.  “Of course,” we said, “and come back soon, we always had a lot of cans.” And then he asked the strangest question. He asked, “Hey are you going to church? Because they are building an elevator. And I’m collecting cans to help them build it.”  My husband and my response, “No, we are not going to church!”

God is so patient.  Guess what, that old guy came back 2 more times in the next two or three weeks. And guess what he said each time,  “Hey are you going to church? Because they are building an elevator. And I’m collecting cans to help them build it.”  Yep. Really.From: http://tomstuart.org/2011/08/16/entertaining-angels-without-knowing-it/

Ok, I know I am stubborn and hard-headed.  But, by the third time I got it. And so did my husband. We went back to church – a new church where we could use the gifts that God has given us.  And we forgave the people who had hurt us – whether they forgave us or not.  We had to let go of the rejection,  and the hurt, and pray for them. That God would bless them and multiply them.

And you know what? After we went back to church we never saw that man again.  No more men in the snow bank, no more men collecting cans.  Really. I don’t know if it was the same guy or not. I guess I doesn’t matter.  To me he was an Angel.  He showed me what I would end up like if I turned away from God – a drunk in the snow bank.  And God used him to tell us what to do next. Go back to church and serve.  Yep, touched by an Angel!

And today Bob and I serve.  And we are happy – because we are “going to church because they are building an elevator (to Heaven). And we are collecting cans (people) to help them build it.”

From: http://www.access-jesus.com