There are two days in every week about which I should not worry,
two days which should be kept from fear and apprehension. One of
these days is yesterday, with 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 beyond recall.
two days which should be kept from fear and apprehension. One of
these days is yesterday, with 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 beyond recall.
Do I still worry about what happened yesterday?
The other day we should not worry about is tomorrow, with its
possible adversities, its burdens, its large promise and perhaps its
poor performance. Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control.
Tomorrow's sun will rise, either in splendour or behind a mask of
clouds, but it will rise! Until it does, we have no stake in tomorrow,
for it is as yet unborn.
possible adversities, its burdens, its large promise and perhaps its
poor performance. Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control.
Tomorrow's sun will rise, either in splendour or behind a mask of
clouds, but it will rise! Until it does, we have no stake in tomorrow,
for it is as yet unborn.
Do I still worry too much about tomorrow?
This leaves only one day - today. Anyone can fight the battles of just
one day. It is only when you and I add the burden of those two awful
eternities, yesterday and tomorrow, that we break down. It is not the
experience of the day that drives us mad. It is the remorse or
bitterness for something that happened yesterday or the dread of
what tomorrow may bring. Let us therefore do our best to live but
onc day at a time.
one day. It is only when you and I add the burden of those two awful
eternities, yesterday and tomorrow, that we break down. It is not the
experience of the day that drives us mad. It is the remorse or
bitterness for something that happened yesterday or the dread of
what tomorrow may bring. Let us therefore do our best to live but
onc day at a time.
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