Each week has two days about which we should not worry, two days we should keep 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; it's forever beyond our control.

All of the world's money cannot bring back yesterday. We cannot undo a single word spoken or deed done. Yesterday is gone forever.

The other day about which we should not worry is tomorrow, with its possible adversaries, its burdens, its large promise and poor performance. Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control.

If God permits, tomorrow's sun will rise, either in splendor, or behind a cloudy mask. Until it does, we have no stake in it, for it is yet unborn, out of our view.

This leaves only one day--today. Anyone can fight life's battles for just one day. Only when we add the burdens of those awful eternities--yesterday and tomorrow--do we break down!

It is not today's experience that drives us mad. It is remorse or bitterness for what happened yesterday and the dread of what may happen tomorrow. Let us, therefore, live but one day--today--at a time.