From the long forgotten folder in my desk drawer at work, tucked in between letters exchanged in the 1970s…
“There are two day in every week about which we should not worry; two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.
One of those days is Yesterday, with its mistakes and cares, its faults and blunders, its aches and pains. Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control. All teh money in the world cannot bring back yesterday. We cannot undo a single act we performed; we cannot erase a single word said… Yesterday Is Gone!
The other day we should not worry about is Tomorrow with is possible burdens, its large promise and 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 unborn.
This leaves only one day…Today! Any man can fight the battle of just one day. It is only when you and I have the burdens in those two awful eternities – Yesterday and Tomorrow – that we break down.
It is not the experience of Today that drives men mad… it is the remorses of bitterness for something which happened yesterday and the dread of what tomorrow may bring.
Let us, therefore, live but one day at a time.”
I was suprised to find this little bit of wisdom in a stack of old papers that came into my perview at work. I’m really grateful for the reminder, especially at work right now, because I’m heading into my busiest six weeks of the year. And sometimes, if I don’t focus on what I have to do TODAY, I feel like I might drown.