Yesterday, while at the store with my husband, I overheard a homeless guy preaching: "oh, what a lovely day."
I rolled my eyes and thought: "yeah right. its a horrible day. its cold and windy out. i've gotten nothing but bad news. life sucks for me how can this guy be having a better day?" He must have read my face because he stopped and addressed me directly, "Well, ain't it a lovely day?" I replied, "yeah," like "sure dude whatever, please just dont ask me for change." I'd hoped that was all he was going to say to me, i just really wanted to get home and forget about my day.

Fortunately, though, he didnt stop there. He could see that I wasnt convinced it was a "lovely day" and he was determined to make me see it his way. He went on:
"Everyday above ground is a lovely day!" I laughed and repeated his little addage to Dominic. This made the man happy and he repeated it again in singsong: "Everyday above ground is lovely one! Some people didnt make it through the night to see today. Praise God it wasnt anyone I know. Praise God I'm above ground."

I made through last night, I really hope that guy did too.