I believe that everything
happens for a reason.
We may not like, or understand, or even see the reason,
but there IS a reason!!!
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Today
This is the beginning of a new day. I can
waste it or use it for good.
What I do today is important because I am
exchanging a day of my life for it.
When tomorrow comes, this day will be gone
forever - leaving in its place something
I have traded for it.
I want it to be gain, not loss; good, not
evil; success, not failure; in order that
I shall not regret the price I paid for
Today.
Time
Imagine there is a bank which credits your account each
morning with $86,400, carries over no balance from day to
day, allows you to keep no cash balance, and every evening
cancels whatever part of the amount you had failed to use
during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of
course! Well, everyone has such a bank. Its name is TIME.
Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every
night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have
failed to invest to good purpose. It carries over no
balance. It allows no overdraft. Each day it opens a new
account for you. Each night it burns the records of the day.
If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours.
There is no going back. There is no drawing against the
"tomorrow". You must live in the present on today's
deposits. Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in
health, happiness and success! The clock is running. Make
the most of today.. To realize the value of ONE YEAR Ask a
student who has failed his exam.
To realize the value of ONE MONTH Ask a mother who has given
birth to a pre-mature baby. To realize the value of ONE WEEK
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realize the value of ONE DAY Ask a daily wage laborer who
has ten kids to feed. To realize the value of ONE HOUR Ask
the lovers who are waiting to meet or . . . To realize the
value of ONE MINUTE Ask a person who has missed the train.
To realize the value of ONE SECOND Ask a person who has
survived an accident. To realize the value of ONE
MILLI-SECOND Ask the person who has won a silver medal in
Olympics.
Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure
it more because you shared it with someone special.. special
enough to have your time...and remember time waits for no
one...
The Gap
The gap is the place between here and there, where we were and where
we
are going. It is a transitional phase more than a place. It is
being at
work, but thinking about home. It is eating dinner and thinking of
how
dessert will taste. It is being here in this moment, yet thinking
of the
last thing you did, or the person you want to call next, or both.
There are
very few times when we are truly physically, mentally and emotionally
all in
one place.
I could say that I have made a decision not to do something, but I
would
always reserve the right to change my mind. I could decide now
that I
wanted to do something, and at *any* point I could decide not to.
I feel
it is much harder and more honest for me to stay undecided. I
am the
type who usually boxes and labels everything...it is much harder for
me
to stay in the process.... to stay in The Gap... But that is what I
am
choosing to do, just for today!!
All Things
I
asked God
for all things
that I might
enjoy life.
He
gave me life
that I might
enjoy all things.
The Difference
I got up early one morning and rushed right into
the day; I had so much to accomplish that I
didn't have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled around me and heavier came
each task; "Why doesn't God help me?" I wondered.
He said, "But you didn't ask."
I wanted to see joy and beauty but the day toiled
on, gray and bleak; I wondered why God didn't show
me, He said, "But you didn't seek."
I tried to come into God's presence; I used all my
keys at the lock. God gently and lovingly chided,
"My Child, you didn't knock."
I woke up early this morning and paused before
entering the day. I had so much to accomplish that
I had to take time to pray.
Broken Dreams
As children bring their broken toys with tears
for us to mend, I brought my broken dreams to
God because He was my friend.
But then instead of leaving Him in peace to
work alone, I hung around and tried to help
with ways that were my own.
At last I snatched them back and cried, "How
can you be so slow?"
"My child," He said, "What could I do? You
never let them go."