There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.
One of these days is Yesterday with all its mistakes and cares, its faults and blunders, its aches and pains.
Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control. All the money in the world cannot bring back Yesterday.
We cannot undo a single act we performed; we cannot erase a single word we said. Yesterday is gone forever.
The other day we should not worry about is Tomorrow with all its possible adversities, its burdens, its large promise and its poor performance; Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control.
Tomorrow’s sun will rise, either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds, but it will rise. Until it does, we have no stake in Tomorrow, for it is yet to be born.
This leaves only one day, Today. Any person can fight the battle of just one day.
It is when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities Yesterday and Tomorrow that we break down.
It is not the experience of Today that drives a person mad, it is the remorse or bitterness of something which happened Yesterday and the dread of what Tomorrow may bring.
Let us, therefore, Live but one day at a time.
Succinctly written post from Paul W at 12 the Hard Way on the difference between truth and reality:
. . . these pillars of truth that I constructed . . . were hard reminders that everything’s stacked against me, that things will never go my way, and that there’s a secret society of people bent on destroying me from within. They’re called friends and family. There’s an elaborate underground network of all the people in my life, and they’re all making sure that I’m kept in the dark, and that what’s really going on is never known to me. On bad days I assume that the program’s in on it too.
Indeed. Read the whole thing.
For yesterday is but a dream,
And tomorrow is only a vision;
But today well lived
makes every yesterday a dream of happiness,
and every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore, to this day.
― Sanskrit Proverb
Indeed. I’ve come to the conclusion in my sobriety that there is a profound difference between intelligence and wisdom. Here’s a newsflash: We are not the center of the universe, and our decisions do affect others. Innocent people do get hurt when others make decisions that are selfish and self-centered. Yet God holds the issue of choice to be holy, and therefore he will not interrupt our utterly sacred ability to make choices – even when they’re profoundly wrong, even when they’re dangerous, and even when they hurt innocent people.
But in the middle of all that, I’ve learned that God is ever merciful — and God says his mercy will compensate me for the losses I’ve suffered in my life. I cannot live my life as though certain things never happened to me. They did, and God is not going to give me a lobotomy or amnesia to erase the past to make the present easy. He’s not going to wave a wand and make it all go away. To do so would deprive me of the beauty and power and ultimate divine purpose of the Cross. While God will not let me get away with a life of pretending, he will enable me to live life in spite of what has happened, and beyond what has happened. This is what the healing journey is all about for me.
I believe He wants to do the same for everyone, no matter what their struggles may be.