pri·or·i·ty

1. the state or quality of being earlier in time, occurrence, etc.
2. the right to precede others in order, rank, privilege, etc.; precedence.
3. the right to take precedence in obtaining certain supplies, services, facilities, etc., especially during a shortage.
4. something given special attention.
I can’t take any credit for the following story. It just so happens that it’s been popping back into my life frequently lately, so I wanted to share it. It’s been over a month since I’ve done any type of blogging. Let’s just say I’ve been more focused on the golf balls.
A professor stood before his philosophy class and put some items in front of him. When the class began, he silently picked up a very large, empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.He then asked the students if they thought 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 then 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.’

Finally 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 your grandparents. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18 holes… 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 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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