There are two days in every week we should not worry about. Two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension. One of these days is yesterday, with 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 its possible adversities, its burdens, its large promise and poor performances. Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control. Tomorrow’s sun will rise, either in splendour or behind a mask of coulds, but it will rise. Until it does, we have no stake in tomorrow, for it is yet to be born.
So this just leaves only one day, and that day is today. Any person can fight the battles of just one day. It is only when you and I add the burdens of those awful eternities, yesterday and tomorrow, that we break down. It is not the experience of today that drives people mad. It is the remorse or bitterness for something which happened yesterday and the dread of what tomorrow may bring.
Let us therefore, live but one day at a time.