All days, even the ones less pleasant, hold the potential for happiness…because all days are connected either in retrospect to yesterday, and also to a new tomorrow. One can’t have either unless we were here for the past and are here today. The stroke of midnight or the new dawn gives you a chance and a choice.
I’ve said before that we can’t make life as easy as we’d like it to be, but we can make it a lot harder than it has to be.
Even the hardest of times are tempered or softened by perspective…And the best of times can also be ruined by a dark attitude. Lift up your chin and let positive find you…and keep the faith…faith is paramount.
Have a great Wednesday all. You’re in my prayers even if I’m not in yours.
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Monday morning. Dawn just broke. I love this time of the day…remnants of Sunday still linger. A resolve of what I’ll make of this day are still in a state of flux…’cause for a few more minutes I still want to dwell on the weekend.
I’m grateful for the worthy cause for which I was called so early to leave my dream, the pillows, quilt and darkness of my room. Today I will make a difference. I will set the world afire and hope impression I leave is a good one, and that I give far more than I take.
Just between me and you and God above, today I will pray as I journey…that Emily Ann Martin-Badeaux and Kaye C. Upham’s daughter Jordan are touched softly by the hands of God, and that they will be released from the binds of cancers, and will soon become “survivors”. That they will have mostly in common that they are simply young and beautiful, and vital…looking forward to growing old…They aren’t the only souls I pray for. I have had Michelle Marie Dorsett in my heart as she learns to live on with just memories of her father who was called to join the legions of other WWII veterans who have been getting a place for him ready. God rest his soul. There are more, but these will be the ones I request for mercies with an air of urgency.
The day is calling me, the highway and journey…the gap at Wallula where the river makes a bend will mark the half-way point. I hope the morning sun is gentle to wake my senses, that fair breezes are urging my car from behind…and that kind souls await as I travel to join with them…
Have an equally great Monday all…and please join me in praying for my deserving friends…Matthew
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Friday morning…quiet here this time of the morning…peaceful. Its nice to just sit and reflect, listen to the sleepy world as it wakes up and eases into the gateway to the weekend.
I have lived and savored every day this week, given and returned smiles, moments of undivided attention, laughter, pleas and thanks to the heavens for losses and mercies alike.
I hear the day beckoning me and asking me to live it, not simply let the time pass by. Be well all, and don’t abandon hope and faith…they will build bridges over troubled times and carry you when there are no bridges over metaphoric deep waters…Stay strong..Matthew L Landsman
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I have a few minutes before I venture out into the day and make my trek to the Walla Walla VA Hospital and an opportunity to indirectly improve the lives of veterans who have already made a difference in my own life. Though they didn’t know me, they still volunteered, went where they went, did what they had to do, and put their lives on hold so the likes of you and I could live as we pleased.
I can’t see in their minds or their hearts when we pass each other in a hallway. But I can see into their eyes, can witness their lingering pain and struggles that accompany them day after day. And I regularly offer them thanks for their service, and I often give them a minute of my time, in exchange for the years of time they gave for us all.
I can sense what lingers from their days in jungles or mountains, deserts and oceans. I can only imagine what they’ve endured, what they’ve witnessed and will dream about when sleep finally finds them…and I can just be grateful and simply give thanks, and offer a prayer or two in exchange for the prayers they have already answered for the lot of us somewhere along the way.
Have a great day all…MLL
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Tomorrow I hope to be clinging to a compliment I may receive today. I will hold onto that moment like it was a helium balloon…And in that balloon will be enclosed the not so flattering moments that will no doubt occur, but won’t matter as much as the pure joy that arises from a simple gesture of kindness.
Tomorrow, I will also know that a gesture of good will toward another will have given them a lift, given them a reason to smile, even the midst of an otherwise unremarkable day. I will have shared the truth with them…that they are unique, worthy, and deserving. I will gift them a smile, and ask how the day is treating them, then I will really listen to what they share…and I will either high five them for the success of their efforts, or I will offer them an honest moment of praise and prayer…a verbal hug. It may not change their reality, but it will go far to change their perception of it.
I hope to see a lot of folks clinging to metaphoric and glad helium balloons by week’s end…then I too will share in the simple joy that seeing the assembly of them all will bring. MLL
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Come morning, I will have shed the trials of yesterday.
Come morning, there will be a new dawn and fresh, clean slate to fill.
Come morning, we will have slept on whatever troubled us.
Come morning, things we anticipated and pondered will be ours to enjoy or endure.
Come morning, I will have lived down regret and embraced what one must accept.
Come morning, you will be the first thought on my mind, the reason a smile will have found me, a song will have filled me, and warmth will accompany me wherever I might wander.
Come morning, I will say adieu to the fading stars, hanging moon, and coolness of pre-dawn air.
Come morning…I hope to tote both the Serenity Prayer and courage with me…and to own the day that follows.
And come morning, I will start by thanking God for the day before, and the day ahead.
Matthew Landsman
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There is but one opportunity to live a day. One chance to be treated to moments and precious smiles, giggles from a child over some little thing that tickles the fancy. One moment to give your ear to an aged Veteran who helped secure your future many decades before your birth. A single collection of minutes and hours to be embraced with the presence of members of the greatest generation.
Each smile or thought exchanged is a chance to possibly validate the life of another…be the person who makes that difference. It is your chance to help another to feel worthy. Lend your heart for a second…it will be rewarded in kind or greater…Be well…Matthew…
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Another day to be thankful for. Another chance to change the world, to cause smiles and laughter to break out, to offer a shoulder to a wounded soul, to scatter compliments liberally, to forgive, to recall and celebrate anew.
This is another chance for us all to be effective, and to recognize that the Serenity Prayer is the most healing balm to the soul one might find to take away the twinge of pain that accompanies our daily lives.
It is Monday folks…and any day is worth celebrating here on the green side of the turf that lays beneath our feet. Be well all..
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I will give this day the best I can. I hope it to be better than my yesterday, and leaves me still with inspiration and incentive to continue to maintain a smile and a glad place inside, and in those around me.
Go out there and do the best you can people. Even if only God and you know how you’re trying, it will be more good enough. Have a good day all. MLL
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Matthew Lyle Landsman 