A New Day I Can See...

Some of you may remember Emer Bundy. He was 80 years old when he moved in to our ward after marrying Helen Herrera, who was 75. Both of their spouses has passed away previously. Emer was definitely one of the 'stalwarts'. Years ago, when he was a stake missionary, he found Roy Lohse's family while tracting, and was instrumental in them joining the Church.

Yesterday, I served in the temple cafeteria, and was trained in my duties by Emer's daughter, Sherie Bundy. She recited one of Emer's favorite poems, and later gave me a copy of it. I'd like to share it with all of you...

TODAY
Outside my window, a new day I can see,
and only I can determine what kind of day it will be.

It can be busy and sunny, laughing and gay,
or boring and cold, unhappy and grey.

My own state of mind is the determining key,
for I am only the person I let myself be.

I can be thoughtful, and be a helpful little elf,
or be selfish and mean, and think just of myself.

I can enjoy what I do, and make it seem fun,
or gripe and complain and make it hard on someone.

I can be patient with those who may not understand,
or belittle and hurt them as much as I can.

But I have faith in myself, and believe what I say,
and I personally intend to make the best of each day.