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 kitchen with a steaming cup of
coffee 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 volume up on my radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning
talk show. I heard an older sounding chap with a
golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the
broadcasting business himself.

He was talking about "a thousand marbles" to someone named "Tom." I was
intrigued and sat down 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 my workshop next to the
radio. 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 God has blessed me with a little extra
time to be with my loved ones......

"It was nice to talk to you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your loved
ones, and I hope to meet you again someday.
Have a good morning!"

You could have heard a pin drop when he finished. Even the show's moderator
didn't have anything to say for a few
moments. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to do some
work that morning, then go to the gym.
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," I said.
" It has 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."

HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND AND MAY ALL SATURDAYS BE SPECIAL AND MAY YOU HAVE MANY
HAPPY YEARS AFTER YOU LOSE ALL YOUR MARBLES