The Beauty of the Day

I could be frustrated today. I could look at all the things that require my attention, that shouldn’t. I could choose to be concerned and focus on things that are just not right.

I could do that. And I often do.

But today I want to consider the beauty of the day. It doesn’t matter within its beauty what weather we are experiencing, it doesn’t matter what is ahead.

What matters is now and what I choose to do with it. I can choose to praise my God. To be glad I am alive, that my senses work and that there is so much good for them to rejoice in. I can rejoice. I can look at what is good and allow myself to be filled with the wonder of that. I can look out my window and know that there are things greater than me, beyond my ken, and that I am not confined, even though I am sometimes convinced that I am.

I can decide that the breeze is just wonderful and the sunshine just enough and the things that await me are my challenges to grow and my priviledge to enjoy.

I can rest in the beauty of the day, and its light.

And I can have that light every day. If I choose.

2 thoughts on “The Beauty of the Day”

  1. You’re probably too young- but if you listen to oldies:


    Slow down, you move too fast
    You gotta make the morning last
    Just kickin’ down the cobblestones
    Lookin’ for fun and
    Feelin’ groovy____________

    Hello lampost
    Whatcha knowin?
    I’ve come to watch your flowers growin’
    Ain’tcha got no rhymes for me?
    Doo Bee Doo Doo,
    Feelin’ groovy____________

    Got no deeds to do
    No promises to keep
    I’m dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep
    Let the morningtime drop all its petals on me…
    Life, I love you,
    All is groovy____________________

    and What A Day For A Daydream….

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