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Just A Story Today

I have been so busy lately!

You know where this is going … (too busy to blog).

But I figured I would drop by and share a little story I have seen floating around on the Internet and such – I thought it was pretty cool, and a good reminder about life.

Look at me getting all philosophical – and on a Thursday!

Enjoy!

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A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’

The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand.The students laughed.

‘Now,’ said the professor as the laughter subsided, ‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things—your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions—and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.. The sand is everything else—the small stuff.

‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ he continued, ‘there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life.

If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and mow the lawn.

Take care of the golf balls first—the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented. The professor smiled and said, ‘I’m glad you asked.’ The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.

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  • Just for fun – what are two of your main priorities in life right now? (finding a job, finishing school, starting a business, learning to cook, being healthy, etc)
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6 Comments Post a comment
  1. Here is what I would add to that story: CHOOSE your golf balls and pebbles well. Don’t let someone else dictate what or who they are. And don’t think they HAVE to be one thing or another. Not all family is supportive of our true selves and friends are our true family. Let go of what doesn’t make you (or support) a better you.

    The Kidless Kronicles

    October 11, 2012
  2. This is a great analogy! And I really do need to focus on what my priorities are!

    October 11, 2012
  3. OOOO I love this!!!!!

    October 12, 2012
  4. Love that object lesson. My priorities are definitely my family and my new piano teaching business!

    October 16, 2012
  5. love this story!! right now im focusing on building a good life together with kevin (which means new job opportunities..) and i always always need the me being healthy time. things have been so crazy lately, missed you girl!!

    October 17, 2012

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