Monday, November 13, 2006

Life and the Mayonnaise Jar

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 Hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar . . . and the coffee.
A professor stood before his Philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he 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 an unanimous "yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee 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 God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions - things that 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.

Play with your children.

Take time to get medical checkups.

Take your partner out to dinner.

Play another 18.

There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.

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 coffee represented.
The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked." "It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,there's
always room for a cup of coffee with a friend."

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12 Comments:

Blogger LunaChick said...

Oh, geeze.
Now I have goosebumps the size of GOLF balls all over my arms and legs.

Thanks for the reminder, Poodster.


It couldn't have come at a better time.

11:00 AM  
Blogger Mz.Elle said...

That's really nice.
Thanks Poody!

12:37 PM  
Blogger Mother Jones RN said...

Smart teacher, and another great post. Thanks.

MJ

1:58 PM  
Blogger Steph said...

Very awesome.
I needed to read that today.

3:23 PM  
Blogger Gary said...

I like that. And I don't even play golf. :)

Hope you still have your dogs. Maybe you'd better go check. :)

11:41 AM  
Blogger poody said...

TEE HEE they are still here Gary!That is me flirting and batting my eyes at you!!

4:32 PM  
Blogger Little Blue Petal said...

That's a great post Poody! So true! Will read this to the girls too :)

4:54 PM  
Blogger Jeff said...

This is a great post, Poody! We can never be reminded of this enough. :)

7:04 PM  
Blogger Zambo said...

Hey Poody!

I like that one.

I hope things are running smoothly these days.

Those metal dogs from the earlier post are kinda neat, but I'm not too sure about having a giant chicken in the yard...(I was gonna say "giant cock in the yard", but didn't...Well, I guess I just did...Oh well)...

Take care out there!

Your Pal,

Zambo.

9:32 PM  
Blogger the not so "new" mom on the blog said...

aww, that is so sweet! Wanna go for coffee?

7:55 AM  
Blogger Shana said...

I love that! Thanks for sharing it!

Shana :)

6:13 PM  
Blogger Lynda said...

Aw, that's sweet.

7:44 AM  

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