Know This About Laptops?

I just don't understand how people can go on without God. Every time I read about somebody dying, I have one question. Did they know the Lord? I do not know, and I will never understand why that is so hard for most people. At this point, last night, my laptop went offline. I won't detail all the terrible feelings that followed. But I will tell you what I did. I called my wi-fi provider (Cox), a robot told me they would "reset" it and text me in 15 minutes. They did not. I called back about 40 minutes later, and a robot told me they had sent me a text for a "chat," or I could stay on the line for a representative, which I did. "Miguel" ran me through the wringer, saying for $10 more a month Cox would make themselves available remotely to/from my device. I thought they already were, or else how could they "reset" my internet connection. Anyway, then asked me if I wanted to make an appointment for a technician on SUNDAY (was the soonest they had available) This was Thursday night. They asked me what brand my refurbished device was and gave me their 1-800 phone number, oh, and if the technician found that the problem was "outside" my residence, it would be $75 added to my next month's bill. So, I told them no, I would just take it to the Computer Store in the morning, which I did. At the Computer Store, Joseph, the best technician in town, as far as I’m concerned, says to me, "Your wi-fi is off." My first response was, I know, that is the problem. No, that's not what he meant. There is something you can tap to turn it off and on. I had not touched it. I was just sitting here getting ready to write about how people get along without God, and it went off. I tried to go to the regular place where the computer looks for the problem and it said it couldn't find the problem. So, there is a switch on the laptop screen, down where the wi-fi icon is, that the robot may or may not have told me about if I had wanted to go to the "chat" at midnight last night... I just don't do those "chats." So, now it is Friday morning, almost lunchtime, I am back home, back online, listening to some lovely coffee shop piano jazz, and making up last night's blog. I will not try to explain how that wi-fi connection on my laptop got switched off while I was just on my blogger app, but that's how technology goes round and round and where it stops nobody knows. Just to finish my thought about going on without God. I don't know why it is so hard for most people to jump onboard the gospel train...by the way, seems like a lot of celebrities are dying in their 70s these days, right around my age, so I notice these things. And I obsess every day about leaving my apartment with all my stuff, plus all the stuff my dad left me, plus what my grandpa and grandma left him--boxes full of things, books, yearbooks, scrapbooks, photos. Seems a shame for them to be just be things someone will have to figure out what to do with. But I guess that's life. All I really wanted to say last night was if you are sure where you are with the Lord, I hope you will tell someone, that is, tell me, so when anyone dies suddenly, I don't have to wonder if I'll ever see you again, because otherwise, I will. As for me, I couldn't help but tell someone about it, and I really don't see how anyone can NOT tell everyone about it. And that's all for last night's make-up. I'll start something else for today. Have a good day.