Rocks and Sand

"I'm busy."

I hear that line all the time. Sometimes I say it myself. And sometimes people even say it about me. Isn't it just insane how incredibly busy we can be?

So is busy bad? I mean does it really matter if we're constantly going? There's a big part of me that would much rather at least be doing something instead of sitting around twiddling my thumbs.

Maybe though, maybe, it's not having a full schedule that's bad.

What if it's really about what we fill our schedules with?

Have you ever tried to fill a glass jar with rocks and sand? Just a little tip: Throw the rocks in first. Then as you put the sand in, it slides around the rocks and fills the gaps. You run into problems when you try to fill the jar with sand first. It becomes near impossible to find room for anything else, let alone rocks.

Maybe it's time to figure out what those rocks in life are first. I don't mind being busy with rocks. I guess it all comes down to your priorities.

Sand, rocks which will it be?