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I hear it all the time. People are always saying life is too short. Live it to the max. Do not waste time. Tell the ones you love how much they mean to you. You hear these things all the times, but we still take people for granted. We still put off following our dreams till tomorrow, or one day. We don’t tell the people we love, how much they mean to us. The problem is not that life is too short, it is that life is too long.
If we knew that we were going to die really soon and that our life was really short, we would live life like we think it should be lived. However, we know, or at least we expect to live a long time. We don’t believe that we are going to die today, but someday when we get old. Therefore, it is the belief that we are going to be around for a while that makes us complacent and makes it easier to procrastinate. It is the knowing that we will probably grow old and live a long life that keeps us from seizing the moment now.
Therefore, in my opinion life is too long, not too short. How amazing would it be if everyone lived like today was their last day, every day for their entire long life?
Don’t wait for that one day. Seize the moment now. Be daring. Dare to dream and then follow that dream. Do it now.
Have you ever watched kids
on a merry go round?
Or listened to the rain
slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You’d better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.
Do you run through each day
on the fly?
When you ask “How are you?”
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You’d better slow down
Don’t dance so fast
Time is short.
The music won’t last.
Ever told you child,
“We’ll do it tomorrow.”?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say “Hi”?
You’d better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere,
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift,
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower,
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
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 time to get medical checkups.
Take your spouse 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 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.
LIFE ISN’T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS…
…IT’S LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN
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