Hot Mess

I woke up this morning and stumbled to the bathroom.  I stood at the sink, washing my hands, and I looked up into the mirror just above the sink.  Oh wow! My messy hair hung down in tangles over my face, and after I dried my hands, I brushed it back.  Good grief!  I had a zit right on the end of my nose.  I look rough!  I leaned in closer to see the bags under my eyes and the crow’s feet that had started to crease at the corners of my eyes.  Then, I noticed something sparkly in my hair.  Oh my, is that a grey hair?  I scrolled my face to the right and to the left realizing the toll that time had taken on my face, and then I noticed below my neck.

Oh my word, when did I get so fat?  Did this all just creep up around me, or have I always been this heavy and just lived in denial?  Now, I shifted my body from side to side.  My face dropped down in disappointment at myself.  Girl, you’ve got to lose weight!  Then, suddenly, I began to contemplate plastic surgery and weight loss surgery.  I began to think of quick fixes to correct my wrinkles and make me look more beautiful.  I began to question if I had just hit that age where everyone thinks of me as old instead of beautiful or if I’ve always looked this rough.

Thud, the door bounded open! It was my husband, messy hair, rubbing the back of his neck, and yawning himself awake. After his yawn came to an end, his eyes looked up at me. A smile crept across his face. “Mmmm, hey, Baby!” He said as he raised his eyebrows up and down. He walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. He leaned down and gave me a kiss on the back of my head. I smiled up at him, in the mirror, and then he popped me hard on the bottom and walked out.

“Hey,” I called after him, “What was that for?”

“Because you look good, and I don’t have enough time right now to do anything about it! I’m running late.”

I looked back up in the mirror. I saw beautiful green eyes staring back and me. I stood up straight, and I saw the hint of an hourglass shape. I pulled out the brush, and I realized that those few little silver strands gave a nice highlight to my pretty blonde hair. I noticed how long my eyelashes are and how my round cheeks make a perfect accessory to the big earrings that I like to wear. I smiled up at myself in the mirror and winked. Oh, yeah, girl! You’ve still got it!

(Remember the power of your words! Proverbs 18:21 says: “The tongue has the power of life and death…”  So, choose today to speak words of life into someone else.  You may change the direction of their day, their life, or the way they feel about themselves.  You have the power to build up or to destroy.  Choose wisely!)