Today

My mom had a poem in her Bible that I taped to the door of my vanity closet right beside my mirror.  It is called "This New Day" and the author is not listed.  It goes like this:

This brand new day is mine to spend
Exactly as I choose - 
To mark with real accomplishment
Or squander and misuse
To fill with love and cheerfulness
Or bitterness and pain - 
It is MY choice to make this day
A total loss - or gain.
So, counsel and direct me, Lord
That when this day shall end
I may rejoice at work well-done,
Be richer by a friend . 
And when I sleep, may angels pause
Beside Your throne and tell
 That I have lived this day of mine
Not wastefully - but well!  

I do love this little poem, and it speaks to my heart each day as I read it.  Just wanted to share this.  Nothing profound today.... just this little poem....