Life Priorities


Today, I want to share a story with you all. You may have read this before, or come across in this vast sea of internet, spare few moments and read it again. It deserves attention and a good thought.

Thank you  Ariel (my sister), for sending me this story , out of nowhere (for the readers – she is among those silent souls – always  there with you but let you do all the talking ) But your timings were perfect. I am blessed , I have you.


The Mayonnaise Jar

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle,

When 24 hours in a day is not enough,

Remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.

Don't sweat over small stuff. Love , care and nurture the ones who will be there when  everything will be lost.
Don’t sweat over small stuff. Love , care and nurture the ones who will be there when everything will be lost.

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 a 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 – God, family, children, health, Friends, and 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, house, and 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.

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 couple of cups of coffee with a friend.’

The coffee is CARE and LOVE.

Life is short enjoy your coffee
Life is short enjoy your coffee


Did you find this post useful ? If so, please share it with other golf balls 🙂 🙂 

I am a peaceful soul


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