Every Sunday I have the wonderful opportunity to share some beautiful music with the women of Relief Society at church. I look forward to it every week. The purpose of this little task is to set the mood for the rest of the meeting. I try to find an uplifting message, quote, or thought and share it with the ladies, and then play my selected piece of music. Last night as I was laying in bed quietly chastising myself for ALL the many, many things I don't do, but should be doing, I began to feel so overwhelmed and wondered how on earth I was going to "be" so many things and feel like I am making a difference. Does that make any sense? I guess my biggest problem is time management. I feel so guilty for not spending more time with my children, because "other" things get in the way. Or I don't make them MORE of a priority. They are only young and innocent for such a short period of time. Couldn't that scrapbook page be put off until they go to bed? Couldn't I limit the time Tyson spends watching t.v. and on the computer and actually get down on the floor and play with him. Okay...here come those guilty feelings again! I have to STOP! The point is this, as I was preparing for music appreciation, I came across this story and boy oh boy did it get me thinking! I had to share it with more people, so here it is on my blog. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. I hope it gets you thinking like it did me!
Marbles
A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward my basement ham radio shack. What began as a typical Saturday morning, turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time.
Let me tell you about it. I turned the dial up into the phone portion of the band on my ham radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning swap net. Along the way, I came across an older sounding chap, with a tremendous signal and a golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business. He was telling whoever he was talking with something about "a thousand marbles". I was intrigued and stopped to listen to what he had to say.
"Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you well, but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital." He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities."
And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "thousand marbles." "You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years. Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime."
"Now stick with me Tom, I'm getting to the important part. It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail", he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy."
"So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up 1000 marbles. I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here in the shack next to my gear."
"Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away. I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight."
"Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then I have been given a little extra time. And the one thing we can all use is a little more time." "It was nice to meet you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your family, and I hope to meet you again."
You could have heard a pin drop on the radio when this fellow signed off. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to work on the antenna that morning, and then I was going to meet up with a few hams to work on the next club newsletter. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast."
"What brought this on?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, nothing special, it's just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles."
How many marbles do YOU have left? I have 2444!! I plan on making each and everyone count. I hope you all have a GREAT Sunday :)