Today is an unusual day, at least according to the calendar. But we have the opportunity and perhaps the obligation to make today remarkable, regardless of what the calendar says. Of course, we could just do the things we always do and today would just be one more day.
When my friend Richard found out that he had terminal throat cancer and terminal lung cancer (does anyone really need TWO terminal conditions?) he decided to come to a quit smoking group. He decided that he was going to do whatever was in his power so that he could have one more day! (( click here to hear Richard's Story ))
Ask a dying grandmother, standing in the gap raising her grandkids, preparing them for life without her, praying that she has taught them enough to survive without parents... Ask HER about the value of one more day.
Ask the parents in the NICU holding their tiny premature baby in their arms, listening to the news they've been fearing... Ask THEM about the value of one more day.
I don't mean to be grim. I hope you don't misunderstand. But I think that I can way too easily forget the value of one more day. I don't know what today will hold, what trial or triumph waits for me, but I've decided that I don't want to miss it - whatever it is.
So let's muster up some faith, find some hope, borrow some confidence from those who have traveled this path already.
Let's make today count!
P.S. I am ALWAYS glad to hear from you. I want to know about your trials and your triumphs.Your tales from your journey help me as I try to help others on their journey. Stay in touch. -Thank you!
When my friend Richard found out that he had terminal throat cancer and terminal lung cancer (does anyone really need TWO terminal conditions?) he decided to come to a quit smoking group. He decided that he was going to do whatever was in his power so that he could have one more day! (( click here to hear Richard's Story ))
Ask a dying grandmother, standing in the gap raising her grandkids, preparing them for life without her, praying that she has taught them enough to survive without parents... Ask HER about the value of one more day.
Ask the parents in the NICU holding their tiny premature baby in their arms, listening to the news they've been fearing... Ask THEM about the value of one more day.
I don't mean to be grim. I hope you don't misunderstand. But I think that I can way too easily forget the value of one more day. I don't know what today will hold, what trial or triumph waits for me, but I've decided that I don't want to miss it - whatever it is.
So let's muster up some faith, find some hope, borrow some confidence from those who have traveled this path already.
Let's make today count!
P.S. I am ALWAYS glad to hear from you. I want to know about your trials and your triumphs.Your tales from your journey help me as I try to help others on their journey. Stay in touch. -Thank you!
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