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What if yesterday did not exist?

If today was the start
And tomorrow was the future,
And nothing from the past could be accessed,
Think about it!
If you knew the past had no hold…
If yesterday did not exist…
What would you do now?

I’ve been blogging for at least 14 years. There’s history in these posts! Wishes, dreams, desires, and haunts. An encyclopedia and dictionary of life. Adventure stories. Factual events. People. Friends. And yes, there are some enemies, too.

This history is in a database. A template—the presentation—overlays the data for viewing and research. The data lies deep in a structure defined by my tool, WordPress. It’s backed up daily, so data cannot get lost. It may take some time to recover, but that’s why we back up our world.

This morning, something went wrong at the database level, which has been true for the past few weeks. I’ve followed all instructions, and I’ll need to focus some time soon on digging deeper.

I’ll take some Time.
But that was yesterday.
Today?
Brother, can you spare some time?
It’ll have to be handled tomorrow.
If there be time.

Hence, my thought.

Though the data is secure (backed up), and the failure seems to be something I can repair, what if, suddenly, everything went away? You know. Kabloooie! Does that mean I’ve wasted years of writing and sharing?

Write a letter, you say, and storms can decimate the stored writings, and the one person I wrote to will never be able to research the past. Newsletter? Postage is expensive. Be electronic? I am. The database and stuff are acting up. Write a book? Soon. It’s in the works. But my blogging experiences represent a 5,000+ paged document – I am busy carving out a niche of what I want to publish so someone (you?) will want to buy and enjoy reading over and over, sharing with others. Then it’ll be up to you to preserve the data for future use!

Think about it. At the drop of a hat, technology can cease. Think about all those EV cars waiting for power or those internal combustion engines waiting in lines for fuel. I’ve been there—the Oil Embargo of the ’70s. There was a five-gallon limit, and you could only buy every other day. Lines were blocks deep, and frustrations were high. (This was when gas first exceeded $1.00 – many gas pumps had little capacity to adapt to rising prices.)

I was in the computer room when the power failed, and that loud, a/c-equipped blue box was deathly silent. It’s scary when the power goes out, and you are ill-prepared.

Think as recently as the pandemic: supply and demand. When’s the last time you stocked up on toilet paper or rushed to find masks, or how about hand sanitizers?

This is all about Yesterday, and what if that was no longer your self-limiting factor?

Today. The first day of the remainder of my life.

Tomorrow is the most important thing in life.
Comes into us at midnight very clean.
It’s perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands.
It hopes we’ve learned something from yesterday.
~John Wayne

Though you cannot live on yesterdays, what happened then keeps you moving forward in a constricted space.

No Yesterday's Exist: Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday. ~John Wayne Share on X

If you gave up on God, can you reintroduce yourself to Him today and reconnect?
If you lost your life’s savings, can you work harder and smarter to recover beginning today?
If that relationship went sour, and someone left and hid from you, can you make that connection stronger today?
I’m recovering from a three-year auto accident. I may never get everything back I lost, but I can look forward to what I can accomplish with the future still silent to me.

It’s all about how you let yesterday’s control you today and for the forever of tomorrow.

“For inquire, please, of the former age,
And consider the things discovered by their fathers;
For we were born yesterday, and know nothing,
Because our days on earth are a shadow.
Will they not teach you and tell you,
And utter words from their heart?
(Job 8:8-10 NKJV)

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By Michael Gurley

Making Sense of Life, One Thought at a Time!