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I Open my Eyes

I open my eyes I say to

I, not events,
have the power to make
me happy or unhappy today.

I can choose
which it shall be.

Yesterday is dead,
tomorrow hasn't arrived yet.

I have just one day,
today, and I'm going to
be happy in it."

Groucho Marx                  

Painting the Day

The climate and the color of your day is determined by your choice of attitude. Great splashes of infectious hope and optimism prevent the temporary gloom of a murky circumstance from becoming a permanent hue on the canvas of your life.

What is the tint and the tone of the paint you are brushing on your portrait today?

Terri McPherson - Windsor, Ontario, Canada     

Everyday Choices

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 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 I can 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.

What today will be like is up to me.

I get to choose what kind of day I will have!


Contributed by Velma to the Motivational Mailer