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Day 93: Be Full of Joy!

June 16, 2020

“Look at a day when you are supremely satisfied at the end. It's not a day when you lounge around doing nothing; it's a day you've had everything to do and you've done it.”  (Margaret Thatcher)  This quote resonates with me.  I’ve always liked it.  I guess it goes back to my checklist mentality.  I start every day with a list, but I have learned to write my lists in pencil or in the notes on my phone so that they can be edited as needed.  If I am forced to “cut and paste” an item from today’s list into tomorrow’s list, it is not the “end of the world”.  (When I do this with the same item multiple days in a row, that is called procrastination.)  If you are reading this and can’t relate because you are a “play it by ear” kind of person, to you I say, “How do you keep all of that inside your head and not go crazy?”  I am not judging you.  I am just incapable of that kind of mental juggling.  I admire those who can hear something once and remember it without writing it down and who can manage all their “to do’s” on the run, remaining flexible and productive.  I would blame my inability to do this on my old age, but I have always been like this. (LOL)  Whatever plans we have (or don’t have) for this day, it’s important to remember that our joy comes from the Lord and He is the one in charge of the plan.  Without Him, we have nothing and because of Him we have everything.  Psalm 28:7 (NIV) says: “The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and he helps me.  My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise him.”  To do today:  Smile and be joyful!  
A happy song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BGPMX4zU9jc

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