The Mayonnaise Jar

A friend of mine sent me this story in an email. I pray that it blesses you as it did me.

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.

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 – 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.’

Please share this with other “Golf Balls”

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3 replies

  1. Plz. thank ur friend for me for such a nice story,many thx to u also for sharing it. It really holds a lot of meaning, and sure we must put thing right and in order in our life, and could still have time to share a cup of coffee with a friend, hope I could share one with u. Haha….. God Bless.

  2. I have seen this in another version, but being a coffe drinker, I like this on better. Thank you for sharing, Godspeed, Joe

  3. I like this! I Posted it on my site for others to see.

    I don’t know where this story may be fitting; but I want to share about God’s protection for His Biride, The Church body.

    There was a man in my neighborhood that lived with his brother. Hearing the two brothers fussing with one another, it was obvious that his character had no respect for his brother; after his brother took him in off the street. I will call this man, Ananias. Because he showed dishonor and disrespected the Holy Spirit and what belonged to God. Me, a vessel of honor.

    One day, I noticed while I was walking for my health that Ananias was following me. I kept walking till I got home. He stood there and watched me go into my house. He did this several times. Needless to say, this made me feel uncomfortable. You could see him walk up and down the street with a can of beer in his hands every day.

    I prayed for him, and left him to the LORD to deal with. Fri the 17Th of April 2009, Around 2 pm; I saw him in from of my therapist office where I went for therapy after I had surgery for my shoulder. He was sitting down on the side walk between the therapy and Hair Salon shop. I looked down at him and saw that he had a broke arm; so being sympathetic toward him, I said: “Oh No! You broke your arm didn’t you?”

    Then he jumped up on his feet and got in my face. He cursed me repeatedly and told me not to get in his way or he would kill me. I will kill you, On and on… you fat blank… I’ll kill you! The woman in the shop next door saw the whole thing. The spirit of God had me to hold my peace. After she advised me also, I knew that was conformation to what the LORD had spoke to my heart.

    Exodus 14:14 The LORD shall fight for you, and ye shall hold your peace.(KJV)

    He just looked into my face again and started cursing me all over again. But all the sudden, when he looked in my face; he must have saw something. He started backing away. As he walked away, I snapped a picture of him to send to the sheriff office for threatening me. He walked two doors down to the bar and went inside; and I went inside the therapist office for my appointment.

    I thought it was over, when a man from the bar came over to check on me to see if I was alright. He said he saw and heard what this man said to me also. He told me the ambulance carried him away. It wasn’t till two weeks later when I was coming out of the therapy office; and a woman came out of the bar at the same time. I ask her how that man was that that was carried off in an ambulance two weeks ago. She started to weep; telling me that he was her friend. She went on to say that he didn’t even get a chance to sit down. He dropped dead as soon as he walked through the bar door. I said, What???

    She wasn’t able to tell me what killed him. But as glassy as his eyes were, he was doing more than beer and pain pills for that broke arm of his. He looked as if he had three pairs of eyes looking at me. It was very demonic looking. Had not he died then, he was surely on his way to destruction. I showed this man nothing but kindness. And he repaid me with evil. This man disrespected me and refuse to show me honor as the bride of Christ. He chose to dishonored what belonged to God.

    1 Samuel 25:21 David had just said, “It’s been useless– all my watching over this fellow’s property in the desert so that nothing of his was missing. He has paid me back evil for good.(NIV)

    Proverbs 13:21 Evil pursueth sinners: but to the righteous good shall be repayed.(KJV)

    Vengeance belongs to the LORD. If we don’t retaliate when we are done wrong, and allow God to be God all by Himself; He will deal with people in His own way. And we can remain righteous honored vessels.

    Isaiah 59:18 According to [their] deeds, accordingly he will repay, fury to his adversaries, recompence to his enemies; to the islands he will repay recompence.(KJV)

    Romans 12:19 Dearly beloved, avenge not yourselves, but [rather] give place unto wrath: for it is written, Vengeance [is] mine; I will repay, saith the Lord.(KJV)

    Never Disrespect the Holy Spirit in a honored vessel. It will offend the Holy Spirit. We are His bride and He is very protective of us His Church Body. David and Abigail are my favorite examples to keeping our hands clean and not retaliating from our own flesh. 1 Sam. 25 All we are to do is shine for Jesus. He will take care of us as we walk out our relationship with him daily. The time to pray is before things happen. Always using His word to do battle. However; there are times your just need to allow God to fight your Battle because it’s to big for you to fight alone. In those times… just stand. Stand on the word and prayer you already had before a circumstance arrives. The key point here is walking with God on a daily basics in your relationship with the Holy Spirit.

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