Saturday, August 30, 2008

Two Days We Should Not Worry
Author Unknown

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.

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Give me the heart of a man

More than half beaten, but fearless,
Facing the storm and the night;
Breathless and reeling, but tearless,
Here in the lull of the fight,
I who bow not but before Thee,
God of the Fighting Clan,
Lifting my fists I implore Thee,
Give me the heart of a Man!

What though I live with the winners,
Or perish with those who fall?
Only the cowards are sinners,
Fighting the fight is all.
Strong is my Foe - he advances!
Snapt is my blade, O Lord!
See the proud banners and lances!
Oh, spare me this stub of a sword!

Give me no pity, nor spare me;
Calm not the wrath of my Foe.
See where he beckons to dare me!
Bleeding, half beaten - I go.
Not for the glory of winning,
Not for the fear of the night;
Shunning the battle is sinning -
Oh, spare me the heart to fight!

Red is the mist about me;
Deep is the wound in my side;
"Coward" thou criest to flout me?
O terrible Foe, thou hast lied!
Here with my battle before me,
God of the Fighting Clan,
Grant that the woman who bore me
Suffered to suckle a Man!
[John G. Neihardt]

PERSISTENCE

There is genius and power in persistence.
It conquers all opposers; it gives confidence;
it annihilates obstacles. Everybody believes
in the determined man. People know that
when he understakes a thing, the battle is
half won, for his rule is to accomplish
whatever he sets out to do.
[Orison Sweet Marden]

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