Sure, this world is full of trouble
I ain't said it ain't.
Lord, I've had enough and double
Reason for complaint;
Rain and storm have come to fret me,
Skies are often gray;
Thorns and brambles have beset me
On the road — but say,
Ain't it fine today?

What's the use of always weepin',
Making trouble last?
What's the use of always keepin'
Thinkin' of the past?
Each must have his tribulation —
Water with his wine;
Life, it ain't no celebration,
Trouble? — I've had mine —
But today is fine!

It's today that I am livin',
Not a month ago.
Havin'; losin'; takin'; givin';
As time wills it so.
Yesterday a cloud of sorrow
Fell across the way,
It may rain again tomorrow,
It may rain — but say,
Ain't it fine today?

Mr. Bill gave me a great analogy about Chile last night. He talked about how bad the smog is there, and when it would rain it was a sick, nasty tough day of walking around. However, after the rain, there was always atleast a half a day of blue skies. So he began to love the rain, because although it wasn't so fun, he knew that following, would be atleast a half a day's blue skies. Wow. I love it. So, if you might be traveling through a smoggy, nasty rain remember- just around the corner is atleast a half a day of clear, blue skies. Its what gives me hope.