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ONE DAY AT A TIME

freedomfairyneeded started this conversation

There's an old poem/verse that's been replaying on my mind lately. I've been worrying about Christmas, and how my kids are going to feel when they realize I was telling them the truth about not having really anything to open for Christmas. Ive made them a couple crafts and managed to find a couple used books to give them. Money is seriously THAT tight right now. My three youngest all believe in Santa Claus so they keep telling me that it doesn't matter if we have gifts under our tree cuz Santa will still bring them some presents on Christmas Eve. IT breaks my heart...and I start to feel sick and panic, I would ask family for help but I don't have any. Both my parents are deceased, they died from a car crash 5 years ago. The only life insurance they had was only enough to cover their funeral expenses and their living debts. I believe in God and I do believe in miracles. I pray each day and night that somebody out there reads my story and is in a position to help me out. I know it must be really hard for a donor to pick out who they want to help or who the believe to be in the most need. When I write about my story I feel I need to add every detail in the hopes that I "win" the readers heart. I don't lie, there's nothing fictional about my story. Some people have msg'd me saying that "oh you're from Canada, you can't be poor", well there's poverty here too! Suprise suprise, it's everywhere in the world. The "free" resources some people are referring to I'm not aware of, I would most certainly utilize any help I could get locally and not feel I must resort to an online aid site. I'm so grateful there are people out there willing to listen and share what they have. One day when I'm in a better financial position I promise to myself that I will help others in whatever ways I can. I already donate time and other resources to local charities. I'll give a homeless person my last couple of dollars if I believe in my heart he really could use a bowl of soup, Anyway, I just wanted to bleed my story out one more time. And also add this poem that means so much. Let's try and live ONE DAY AT A TIME!

ONE DAY AT A TIME - YESTERDAY,TODAY AND TOMORROW

 

 
 
 

There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.

One of these days is Yesterday with all its mistakes and cares,
its faults and blunders, its aches and pains.

Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control.
All the money in the world cannot bring back Yesterday.

We cannot undo a single act we performed;
we cannot erase a single word we said.
Yesterday is gone forever.

The other day we should not worry about is Tomorrow
with all its possible adversities, its burdens,
its large promise and its poor performance;
Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control.

Tomorrow's sun will rise,
either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds, but it will rise.
Until it does, we have no stake in Tomorrow,
for it is yet to be born.

This leaves only one day, Today.
Any person can fight the battle of just one day.
It is when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities Yesterday and Tomorrow that we break down.

It is not the experience of Today that drives a person mad,
it is the remorse or bitterness of something which happened Yesterday and the dread of what Tomorrow may bring.

Let us, therefore, Live but one day at a time.

 BLESS YOU ALL MY FRIENDS.

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