{"id":11780,"date":"2019-12-08T21:30:49","date_gmt":"2019-12-09T03:30:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/?p=11780"},"modified":"2019-12-08T22:31:05","modified_gmt":"2019-12-09T04:31:05","slug":"we-are-the-sculptor-of-our-attitudes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/we-are-the-sculptor-of-our-attitudes\/","title":{"rendered":"We Are The Sculptor Of Our Attitudes"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

There is a poem called “The Sculptor\u2019s Attitude” that was written by an unknown author who perfectly expresses the role each of us play in sculpting our own attitudes. The poem goes like this:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before the clock strikes midnight. I have responsibilities to fulfill today. I am important. My job is to choose what kind of day I am going to have.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Today I can complain because the weather is rainy or I can be thankful that the grass is getting watered for free.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Today I can feel sad that I don\u2019t have more money or I can be\nglad that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely and guide me\naway from waste.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Today I can grumble about my health or I can rejoice that I am\nalive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Today I can lament over all that my parents didn\u2019t give me when\nI was growing up or I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Today I can cry because roses have thorns or I can celebrate\nthat thorns have roses.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Today I can mourn my lack of friends or I can excitedly embark\nupon a quest to discover new relationships.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Today I can whine because I have to go to work or I can shout\nfor joy because I have a job to do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Today I can complain because I have to go to school or eagerly\nopen my mind and fill it with rich new tidbits of knowledge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework or\nI can feel honored because the Lord has provided shelter for my mind, body and\nsoul.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped. And here I\nam, the sculptor who gets to do the shaping.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What today will be like is up to me. I get to choose what kind of day I will have! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

[end of poem]<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We are all about to start another day. What kind of day will you choose to have? I’m going to choose HAPPY!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

~Amy Rees Anderson (author of the book \u201cWhat Awesome Looks Like: How To Excel in Business & Life<\/a>\u201d ) <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

There is a poem called “The Sculptor\u2019s Attitude” that was written by an unknown author who perfectly expresses the role each of us play in sculpting our own attitudes. The poem goes like this: I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before the clock strikes midnight. I have responsibilities to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":11155,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[395,22100,22095,22098,22096,2928,5668,22097,4858,18011,134,22094,4531,22101,22092,22099,22093],"class_list":["post-11780","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-amy-rees-anderson","tag-choose-happy","tag-choose-what-kind-of-day-you-will-have","tag-choose-what-you-do","tag-complain-or-be-grateful","tag-excited","tag-glass-half-full","tag-grumble-or-rejoice","tag-happiness-is-a-choice","tag-happy-or-sad","tag-perspective","tag-responsibilities-to-fulfill","tag-see-the-positive","tag-take-control-of-your-happiness","tag-the-sculptors-attitude","tag-we-always-have-a-choice","tag-we-choose-our-attitude"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11780","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11780"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11780\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11785,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11780\/revisions\/11785"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/11155"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11780"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11780"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11780"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}