Monday, May 19, 2008

Meaningful Monday

The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.

A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the backyard patio with a steaming cup of green tea in one hand and the morning paper in the other. 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 meet.

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 this 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 here on the band.

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. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the grand kids to breakfast."

"What brought this on?" she asked with a smile.

"Oh, nothing special, it's just been a while since we spent a Saturday together with the grand kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles."

This is one that has been around for a while, but I still find a lot of meaning to the words. They are words that anyone can read and apply to their own lives. My wish for you today is that you have far more Saturdays to share with your loved ones than you have marbles. ~Jo


Britt-Arnhild said...

Thanks for posting this.
My daughter has a wonderful collection of marbles. Now I'll ask her for some and keep them as reminders.....

Linds said...

I think this is a beautiful story too. I will remember this. I think we have a bag of marbles somewhere.....

Mike Golch said...

Thank you for this fantanstic post.
the bad part is that I lost more marble that I care to admitt whe I was a child and oplaying the game.I kept loseing and that included my prized shootr marble.

MYSTI said...

Wow, now that is absolutely thought provoking! Thank you for sharing this. Some stories hit each of us a little differently, and this one hit me smack dab in the face. It really does put things in perspective. Ty for sharing this.

Reva said...

I love the marle story. I think I heard it several years ago but it sure is good and worth passing along.

Seems like you have a lovely family and you try to spend lots of time with them.

I have been spending as much time with my family every day and every week, especially when my health ran out and doctors told me not to expect much time.

I think everyone should use marbles or even just think about the next 52 weekends in the year and if that were all you were given, how would you spend them?