I woke up early today, excited for all I could do before the clock tolled the midnight mark. I have a responsibility to fulfill this day. Iβm important. My job is to choose what kind of day I will have.
Today I can complain because the weather is raining orβ¦
I can be thankful that the grass is watered for free.
Today I can feel sad because I donβt have more money orβ¦
I can be thankful that my finances encouraged me to plan my spending wisely and guided me to avoid living extravagantly.
Today I can grumble about my health orβ¦
I can rejoice that I am alive.
Today I can lament everything my parents didnβt give me when I was growing up orβ¦
I can feel grateful that I was born and by them I have grown into what I am today.
Today I can cry because roses have thorns orβ¦
I could rejoice because the thorn had a rose.
Today I can lament the lack of friends orβ¦
I can eagerly embark on a quest of finding new relationships and friends.
Today I can complain that I have to go to work orβ¦
I can shout happily because I have work to do.
Today I can mutter sadly because I have to do house chores orβ¦
I can feel honored that God has provided shade for my mind, body and soul.
This day stretches out in front of me, waiting to be formed. And here I amβ¦ The sculptor who can shape it. What it becomes today, depends on me.β I can choose what kind of day I will have!
βTeach us to number our days,
that we may gain a heart of wisdom.β
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