The Sculptor

This is one of the email messages (three inspirational and one Christian message a week) that I send to people who request them (if you would like to be included, just ask

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 that 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!

Have a GREAT DAY. . . . . unless you have other plans.