There is a point in every 24-hours, when I have to face the day. Sometimes, it is when I awake. On those days, it is usually because I am weary, following a short or restless night. Sometimes, it is when I walk out the door, taking on the challenges that exist outside my custom-made sanctuary.
Most of the time, its near the end, when the tasks that remain to be completed outdistance the hours left to complete them or the energy I have left to use. These could be the saddest of days, but thankfully they usually are not. It is on these days I have accomplished the most. At the end, there may be more to complete, but the list of jobs well done is significant.
If I were to focus on my neverending list of tasks, I would fail see the triumph and glory of my efforts. I would leave myself miserable instead of victorious. I would face the day with recrimination instead of joy. I would fail to honor the blessings of the present, as my sadness would readily seep into the unawakened promise of the new day.
What I see, when I face those most trying of days isn't just success, it's hope.
Face your day with joy, pride and hope.
a luta continua means the struggle continues
