“Good morning Beautiful, I hope you have a great day!”
Never have I woken up to a text like this. For 20 years of my life I have not once woken up to have a sweet message from a boy waiting for me on my phone. Granted I haven’t had a phone for 20 years, but you get the picture. I’ve had friends who brag about compliments they receive before their feet hit the floor in the morning, or short and simple words that can brighten the dreariest of mornings.
Not me. I’ve woken up to texts like this: “Bring your running shoes to practice, the field is wet.” Or “Hey, did you finish the homework? I didn’t understand it, can you help me?” Now the fact that I had a message at all was exciting, but once I read the contents and saw the author, my excitement faded. For most of my high school career I woke up hoping that the cute boy I had a crush on had sent me a coveted good morning text.
When I was a freshman in college I’d given up on the hope of getting that good morning text. In my heart, I still desired to be acknowledged by someone special, but my mind had me convinced that it just wouldn't happen.
Lately I’ve been thinking about this differently. I deserve a good morning text, right? And the more I have thought about it, I realize I DO have a good morning text waiting for me EVERY MORNING, but I am not always opening it. I can’t think of any girl who would not open a good morning text from someone she is crazy about, so why should I not open my good morning text from the Man I’m crazy about?
Every morning I have a good morning text sitting right by my bed waiting to be opened, my Bible. God has a beautiful message for me to hear every morning! God loves me and wants what is best for me! The Bible is full of stories reassuring my worth and value in Christ! No text from a cute boy with a sweet smile and twinkling eyes will fulfill and sustain me throughout the day like reading the Text from my Savior first thing in the morning.
It’s easy to get caught up in finding our worth in the world around us. For years I waited for a boy to notice me because I thought my worth was somehow connected to his approval. I still desire to one day have a man in my life who will give me good morning compliments, but even that will not fill me. I need to be filled with satisfaction from knowing I am a daughter of the King. He tells me I am beautiful. He tells me I have worth.
It’s still hard being the odd one out and not being able to join in conversations to talk about sweet messages received on a phone, BUT, it’s incredible to think that I have a text that is 66 books long, waiting for me to read.
When I wake up in the morning I am not expecting to turn off my alarm to see a text that says “Good morning beautiful”, but I know that when I open up the text sitting next to my bed that I will be reassured that I am beautiful, I have worth and I am LOVED.
May we all strive to be most concerned with opening up His Text in the morning before concerning ourselves with any other messages mere men have sent our way.
