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My job is to choose what kind of day I am going to have.
There's no guarantee but I can choose.
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 dejected 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 and complain 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
I have been provided shelter for
my mind, body, 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.
What kind of day will you have?
Again friends, we return to ... Our Navigator ... there's nothing like today.