What a difference a day makes
Over the recent weeks, I have been humming a song that has had me thinking about the words. “What a difference a day makes, twenty four little hours”. (Esther Philips) Twenty four hours can mean the difference between death and life, despair and hope, failure and success, losing and winning, sad and happy, the end or the beginning. Yes indeed, what a difference a day makes.
Imagine a bank that credits your account each morning with $86,400.
It carries over no balance from day to day.
Every evening deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day.
What would you do?
Draw out ALL OF IT, of course!
Each of us has such a bank. Its name is TIME.
Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to good purpose.
It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft. Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of that day.
There is no going back. There is no drawing against the "tomorrow.
To realize the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.
To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.
To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realize the value of ONE DAY ask a grieving person
To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train.
To realize the value of ONE-SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.
To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won silver at the Olympics.
I once had the privilege of talking to one of our Olympic gold medallists in the doubles rowing. He told me that he and his partner would train for four years to shave a second of their personal best. It seems somewhat ironic to give four years of one’s life to get a second back?
Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That's why it's called the present!
There are some things that have intrinsic value and others eternal. I trust that you become a wise timekeeper of that which one is allotted, for what a difference a day makes and that difference is YOU
Over the recent weeks, I have been humming a song that has had me thinking about the words. “What a difference a day makes, twenty four little hours”. (Esther Philips) Twenty four hours can mean the difference between death and life, despair and hope, failure and success, losing and winning, sad and happy, the end or the beginning. Yes indeed, what a difference a day makes.
Imagine a bank that credits your account each morning with $86,400.
It carries over no balance from day to day.
Every evening deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day.
What would you do?
Draw out ALL OF IT, of course!
Each of us has such a bank. Its name is TIME.
Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to good purpose.
It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft. Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of that day.
There is no going back. There is no drawing against the "tomorrow.
To realize the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.
To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.
To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realize the value of ONE DAY ask a grieving person
To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train.
To realize the value of ONE-SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.
To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won silver at the Olympics.
I once had the privilege of talking to one of our Olympic gold medallists in the doubles rowing. He told me that he and his partner would train for four years to shave a second of their personal best. It seems somewhat ironic to give four years of one’s life to get a second back?
Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That's why it's called the present!
There are some things that have intrinsic value and others eternal. I trust that you become a wise timekeeper of that which one is allotted, for what a difference a day makes and that difference is YOU
