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 wail 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 entrusted treasures into my care.
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!
Author Unknown --- Sent in by Tammy --- Texas