dare to choose...

Read this
LET IT REALLY SINK IN.......
THEN CHOOSE .

John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, 'If I were any better, I would be twins!'


He was a natural motivator.


If an employee was having a bad day, John was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.

Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up and asked him, 'I don't get it!'

'You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?'

He replied, 'Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or...you can choose to be in a bad mood

I choose to be in a good mood.'

Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or...I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it.

Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or...I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life..

'Yeah, right, it's not that easy,' I protested.

'Yes, it is,' he said. 'Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people affect your mood.

You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live your life.'

I reflected on what he said.. Soon hereafter, I left the Tower Industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.

Several years later, I heard that he was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower.

After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, he was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back.

I saw him about six months after the accident.

When I asked him how he was, he replied, 'If I were any better, I'd be twins...Wanna see my scars?'

I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place.

'The first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my soon-to-be born daughter,' he replied. 'Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or....I could choose to die. I chose to live.'

'Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?' I asked.

He continued, '...the paramedics were great.

They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man'. I knew I needed to take action.'

'What did you do?' I asked.

'Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me,' said John. 'She asked if I was allergic to anything 'Yes, I replied.' The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Gravity''

Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live.. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.'

He lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude....I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.

Attitude, after all, is everything.

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.' Matthew 6:34
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"A Letter From Aunt"..angel
very nice pics nicey,and hope youre doing well now,,takecare deary,get wellhug bouquet
I tend to view things in the same way. Since I was rear ended in a car accident I have severe lower back pain. Getting out of bed every morning has to be taken a step at a time. I have plenty of time to think about what kind of day I want. The granddaughter I am raising gets a laugh out of watching me struggle out of bed because it is slowly I turn step by step. I have never been in an accident before and have since decided to scratch that off my list. peace
Never free climb a tower. Please tell John.

Easy, did you work in the tower business?
opps heart wings
the piece came from AUNT'S LETTER....hi hemorroids...ouchy name...can u replace another name for that..something more sweet...and nice to hear...can i suggest????confused
Why not. What do you think I should call me?mumbling
can i call u....babyface???confused
u looks like a baby to me...mmm..cutie cutie..come here baby..can i hug u?????love
Well ummm, ok, but don't tell my master.blushing
huhhhhhhh????who is your master???confused
If you feel something poking you during our hug, it is only my cell phone in my pocket.uh oh
I'm sorry, but I can't tell you. Master would be upset with me. scold

I want to please master.smitten
who is ur master????comeon it will be our secret...tell me...it would be between u and me....promise...shhhhh...i wont tell....grin
hmmmm....just between the two of us....come on....im curious....cool
Do you think a pretty girl like me has a chance with a man of great wealth and power?heart beating
maybe..no one can tell....who knows....???i just wanna know who is ur master..i think he is cute....hhehehehehehehlaugh
Do you ever pray the rosary?
ahuhhhhhhhh....why????angel
rolling on the floor laughing weird questions.......laugh
When I pray the rosary, I feel like I'm chanting to the devil.uh oh

Does this mean I will go to hell?
gosh...i dunno...maybe ur confused about urself...must confess to priest then...and pray the rosary..its sunday today...must u go to church....what do u think???angel
no..ur just speaking ur mind....help being true to urself doesnt mean ull go to hell already..who is ur boss????confused
Come on. Common sense tells you I'm right. Don't let my pretty face distract your sound judgment.
If I told you the devil is my master, would you think I was going to hell?
hot for a ware huhhhh???


no im not gunna buy that....laugh tongue
okay u wanna go to hell then go to hell....dont ask me....tongue
Okey dokey. Suit yourself.

I guess us pretty girls need to stick together to help defend against those pool sticks anyway.


I really have to run, my master is calling me...I don't like to keep master waiting.scold
hmmmmmmmm....




i think i know u....tongue
where is that baby face????confused
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