Morning Rituals

I scrolled on my social media for an hour yesterday morning. I woke up today and began that same morning ritual. But pain puts my phone down for me this morning.

What I see, hurts. I let it linger and lie to me about who I am and who others are even hours after I put my phone down. And yet, I return each day. Searching from the same thing that hurt me yesterday for something to make me feel better today. Returning even after the pain, the betrayal, or the boredom. Whether I come back to Jesus the next day, seems to hinge on much more.

I have more patience for my social media than I do for Jesus.