This Day....

"Eighty-four thousand heartbeats. One thousand four hundred and forty minutes. A complete rotation of the earth. A circle of the sundial. Two dozen flips of the hourglass. Both a sunrise and a sunset. A brand-spanking-new, unsoiled, untouched, uncharted, and unused day! A gift of twenty-four unlived, unexplored hours.

But here’s what you need to keep in mind. You no longer have yesterday.
It slipped away as you slept. It is gone.
You can’t change, alter, or improve it. The calendar reads left to right, not right to left. You no longer have yesterday. You do not yet have tomorrow. You can’t live tomorrow today. You can’t spend tomorrow’s money, celebrate tomorrow’s achievements, or resolve tomorrow’s riddles.

You have only today.
This is the day the Lord has made. Live in it.
Don’t heavy today with yesterday’s regrets or acidize it with tomorrow’s troubles. We sabotage our day, wiring it for disaster, lugging along yesterday’s troubles, downloading tomorrow’s struggles. Remorse over the past, anxiety over the future. We aren’t giving the day a chance. How can we? What can we do? Here’s my proposal: consult Jesus.
The Ancient of Days has something to say about our days.
He doesn’t use the term day very often in Scripture. But the few times he does use it provide a delightful formula for upgrading each of ours to blue-ribbon status.

Saturate your day in his grace. “I tell you in solemn truth,” replied Jesus, “that this very day you shall be with me in Paradise” -Luke 23:43.

Entrust your day to his oversight.
“Give us day by day our daily bread” -Luke 11:3.

Accept his direction.
“If any of you want to be my followers, you must forget about yourself. You must take up your cross each day and follow me” -Luke 9:23.

Grace. Oversight. Direction. G-O-D"
(Excerpt from Max Lucado's book -"Every Day Deserves a Chance")

Found this as I was reviewing and re-living a conflict from the past...and worrying how tomorrow would play out...I was about to totally miss TODAY.

God, Thank You for all of your direct and pertinent messages.

In His Dust,
DCC