Smelling the Roses

It recently came to my attention that tomorrow Jax is 6 WEEKS OLD!!!!! It seems like only yesterday… yadda… yadda… yadda… 

I’m not going to sit and blog about my kid being 6 weeks old (though it is pretty incredible!). Anywho, it got me thinking how time really does go so quickly, and we DO need to cherish every moment. Each day is chalk full of opportunity to better yourself, serve others, grow stronger relationships with family etc. Josh has been reading The Greatest Salesman in the World by Og Mandino, which has 10 “scrolls” (chapters) about different ways to better yourself and, yes, become the greatest salesman in the world. You’re supposed to read each scroll 3 times a day, with the evening reading out loud, for 30 days (You can imagine how I’ve now memorized many parts of this book by now). Scroll 5 is all about living this day as if it were your last, and it has really inspiring ideas, here’s the whole scroll (I was going to pick out my favorite lines, but it’s all too good!)…

“I will live this day as if it is my last.
And what shall I do with this last precious day, which remains I 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?
Can sand flow upward in the hourglass? Will the sun rise where it sets and set where
it rises? Can I relive the errors of yesterday and right them? Can I call back
yesterday’s wounds and make them whole? Can I become younger than yesterday?
Can I take back the evil that was spoken, the blows that were struck, the pain that
was caused? No. 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 maybe? Can tomorrow’s sand flow through the glass before
today’s? Will the sun rise twice this morning? Can I perform tomorrow’s deeds while
standing in today’s path? Can I place tomorrow’s gold in today’s purse? Can
tomorrow’s child be born today? Can tomorrow’s death cast its shadow backward
and darken today’s joy? Should I concern myself over events, which I may never
witness? Should I torment myself with problems that may never come to pass? No!
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 a 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 my last.
I will avoid with fury the killers of time. Procrastination I will destroy with action;
doubt I will bury under faith; fear I will dismember with confidence.

Where there are idle mouths I will listen not; where there are idle hands I will linger not; where there are idle bodies I will visit not. Henceforth I know that to court idleness is to steal food, clothing, and warmth from those I love. I am not a thief. I am a man of love and today is my last chance to prove my love and my greatness. I will live this day as if it is my last. The duties of today I shall fulfill today. Today I shall fondle my children while they  are young; tomorrow they will be gone, and so will I. Today I shall embrace my  woman with sweet kisses; tomorrow she will be gone, and so will

I. Today I shall lift  up a friend in need; tomorrow he will no longer cry for help, nor will I hear his cries. 

Today I shall give myself in sacrifice and work; tomorrow I will have nothing to
give, and there will be none to receive.
I will live this day as if it is my last.
And if it is my last, it will be my greatest monument. This day I will make the best
day of my life. This day I will drink every minute to its full. I will savor its taste and
give thanks. I will maketh every hour count and each minute. I will trade only for
something of value. I will labor harder than ever before and push my muscles until
they cry for relief, and then I will continue. I will make more calls than ever before. I
will sell more goods than ever before. I will earn more gold than ever before. Each minute of today will be more fruitful than hours of yesterday. My last must be my best.
I will live this day as if it is my last. And if it is not, I shall fall to my knees and give

Like I said, this scroll is so inspiring! I’ve really tried to use my time wisely (mainly between feeding and changing the diapers of that cute little 6 week old son of mine).  So the question is, what will you do with today? I say stop and SMELL those freaking roses… and lilacs… and tulips!




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1 Response to Smelling the Roses

  1. ljclayton says:

    Fine words from Mandino. And what a lovely picture of your little Jax.

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