Ticket to The Good Life-Seeing the Good in Everything


By Don Penven

William Shakespeare (or some shady character using that name) wrote: And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.

I was a very young man when I first read that quote, and every so often it comes to mind when events in my life take a seemingly disastrous turn. 

Over the past 15-20 years it seems like someone pushed the Fast-Forward button. The days, weeks, months and years have flown past me as if I were standing still. Now I often wonder about just what is left for me to do.

One thing is certain, however, I am not going to just resign myself to the rocking chair on the front porch and watch what time I have left simply evaporate.

But what interests me most at this moment is… what about you? Where do you stand in the scheme of things? No doubt you may feel a great deal like me. Perhaps you are thinking that time passed you by. Well of course… it has, that’s the nature of things, but are you looking forward to the time remaining or dreading that the end may come sooner than you’d like.

What do you think about when you first awaken each morning? Do you look forward to it being an eventful day? You should! The day ahead can be full of blessings, if that is what you expect. My day begins with me giving thanks to my Higher Power for the opportunity to live one more day. What I accomplish during each day is really a fact over which I do have a measure of control. This will happen for you to if you awaken with good thoughts.

I am an early riser. I have conditioned my built-in alarm to awaken me at 4:45 a.m. An ungodly hour you may think, but even though I still work a part time job, I choose to get moving early. On my days off I simply roll over and grab a little more “shut-eye.”

It is early June as I write this, so stepping outside as the first few shafts of sunlight creep up into the morning sky, brings the world around me to life. Have you ever wondered why the birds that fill the trees burst into what seems like a bunch of meaningless melodies? A dear friend once told me that the birds are silent at night because they sense that life is over. But as the light slowly returns, they give thanks in song for the new dawning day.

What a wonderful way to live!

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