Today is What you make it

I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before
the clock strikes midnight. I have responsibilities to
fulfill today. I am important. My job is to choose what kind
of day I am going to have.

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 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.