March 28, 2011

I Will Live This Day As If It Is My Last

One of the finest book I ever read in my life, is the Greatest Salesman in the world by the author OG Mandino, I can never forget this book, for I read it so many times, I remember using some of the extracts from this book for leading the morning reflection in the office where I worked, also in small group meetings and many a time, even in workshops and conferences as a opening prayer before the proceedings. 

It was always very popular, and I used to get a lot of request from my colleagues and friends asking me to share this inspiration, wherein I used to pass this extract in the form of a print out. I It has inspired me once again today, while settling my books, I found this again, and I could not resist but read it again to be energized, motivated and make deliberate choices in my life to live every day as if it is my last.   I hold today with great reverence and sanctity, knowing fully well that I shall not pass this way again.  Here is an extract from this book read on …….

I will live this day as if it is my last,
And what shall I do with this last precious day
Which remains in my keeping? First, I will seal up its container of life
So that not one drop spills itself upon the sand. I will waste not a moment mourning yesterday’s misfortunes, yesterday’s defeats; yesterday’s aches of the heart, for why should I throw good after bad? 
Yesterday is buried forever and I will think of it no more.

I will live this day as if it is my last.
And what then shall I do? Forgetting yesterday. Neither will I think of tomorrow.
Why should I throw now after may be? Can I perform tomorrow’s deeds while standing in today’s path?
Can tomorrow’s child be born today? Should I torment myself with problems that may never come to pass? Tomorrow lies buried with yesterday, and I will think of it no more.

I will live this day as if it is my last.
This day is all I have and these hours are now my eternity.   I greet this sunrise with cries of joy as a prisoner who is reprieved from death.  I lift mine arms with thanks for this priceless gift of a new day. 
So too, I will beat upon my heart with gratitude as I consider all who greeted yesterday’s sunrise who are no longer with the living today.

I am indeed fortunate man and today’s hours are but a bonus, undeserved.  Why have I been allowed to live this extra day when others far better than I, have departed? Is it that they have accomplished their purpose while mine is yet to be achieved? Is this another opportunity for me to become the man I know I can be? is there a purpose in nature? is this my day to excel?
I will live this day as if it is my last.
I have but one life and life is naught but a measurement of time.
When I waste one I destroy the other.  If I waste today I destroy the last page of my life.
Therefore, each hour of this day will I cherish for it can never return.
It cannot be banked today to be withdrawn on the morrow, for who can trap the wind? each minute of this day will I grasp with both hands and fondle with love for its value is beyond price.
What dying man can purchase another breath though he willingly give all his gold?
What price dare I place on the hours ahead? I will make them priceless!

I will live this day as if it is my last.

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