- Edmund O'Neill
TODAY
Today
I woke up early, excited over all I get to do before the clock
strikes midnight. I have responsibilities to fulfill today. My
job is to choose what kind of day I will have today.
Today
I can complain because the weather is rainy or I can be thankful
that the grass is getting watered for free.
Today
I can feel sad that I don't have more money or I can be glad
that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely and
guide me away from waste.
Today
I can grumble about my health or I can rejoice that I am alive.
Today
I can lament over all that my parents didn't give me when I was growing up
or I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born.
Today
I can cry because roses have thorns or I can celebrate that
thorns have roses.
Today
I can mourn my lack of friends or I can excitedly embark upon a
quest to discover new relationships.
Today
I can whine because I have to go to work or I can shout for joy
because I have a job to do.
Today
I can complain because I have to go to school or eagerly open my
mind and fill it with rich new tidbits of knowledge.
Today
I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework or I can
feel honored because the Lord has provided shelter for
my body, mind and soul.
Today
stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped. And here I am, the
sculptor who gets to do the shaping. What today will be like is up to me.
I get to choose what kind of day I will
have!
Have a Great Day
unless you have other plans.
--Author Unknown
YOU ARE VALUABLE
A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, "Who would like this $20 bill?" Hands started going up.
He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this." He proceeded to crumple the dollar bill up. He then asked, "Who still wants it?" Still the hands were up in the air.
"Well," he replied, "what if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now all crumpled and dirty. "Now who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air.
"My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20. Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has
happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value."
Author Unknown
The Fence
There was a little boy with a bad temper.
His father gave him a bag of nails and told him
that every time he lost his temper, to hammer
a nail in the back fence.
The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into
the fence. Then it gradually dwindled down. He
discovered it was easier to hold his temper than
to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose
his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.
The days passed and the young boy was finally
able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence.
The fence will never be the same. When you say
things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say "I'm sorry," the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one."
Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make
you smile and encourage you to succeed. They
lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they
always want to open their hearts to us.
---Author Unknown To me-----
Troubled Tree
I hired a carpenter to help me restore an old farmhouse, and after he had just finished a rough first day on the job. A flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit, and now his ancient pickup truck refused to start. While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence. On arriving, he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching tips of the branches with both hands. When opening the door, he underwent an amazing transformation. His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss. Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier. Oh, that's my trouble tree," he replied. "I know I can't help having troubles on the job, but one thing's for sure, troubles don't belong in the house with my wife and the children. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come home. Then in the morning I pick them up again." Funny thing is," he smiled, "when I come out in the morning to pick' em up, there ain't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before."
Author Unknown to me


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