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 murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework

or I can feel honored because God 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!