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 the 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 murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework,
or I can feel honoured because God 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!

©2002 Steve Maraboli

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