What, me worry?

Worry
I remember a saying about worry that I heard first when I was young. It went something like this, “Worry is like a rocking chair… it keeps you busy, but doesn’t take you anywhere.”

I also remember the MAD magazines I used to like in my early days, and Alfred E. Newman, saying “What, me worry?”

If you happen to be a chronic worrier, here’s something I found the other day that may help you.

Two Days We Should Not Worry
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.

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Tennessee Granddaddy Says:
More advice about worry:

1) Define exactly what you are worrying about.

2) Determine if you can do anything about it.
3) If so, do what you can do.
4) If not, pray and ask God to help and leave it in his hands.

5) Sleep well.

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Quote of the Day

Enough is as good as a feast. 
~English Proverb

 

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Joke of the Day

A couple is traveling on the Kansas Turnpike resisting 40 to 50 mph crosswinds. At the tollbooth, the husband asks the attendant; “What do you people do in Kansas when the wind stops?”

The attendant didn’t miss a beat when he answered, “We take the rocks out of our pockets.”

 

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