“Come Friday, we’re even.”
I had called the man years ago looking for a job. The man had worked for years and
years at his job, and though the hours were often long (well over 40 hours) and
the pay was not good, he continued to pick up his pay check each Friday and considered
his account even.
Square.
Paid in full.
No matter how difficult the task
had been, in his mind, the check he received at the end of the
week covered the debt. Each week, he marked the account paid in full and moved
on.
Do you?
Or, do you, like me at times, look
at your compensation for a job well done and complain that it isn’t enough,
complain that you aren’t appreciated more, complain that the task was more than
expected, complain that the glory doesn’t equal the effort?
To make matter worse, each week we
keep carrying that balance forward, adding a little more to the “what’s owed
us” column.
We will never be paid what we think
we’re worth. We can never be appreciated to the extent we think we should.
Friends will never be as loving as we think they should. Traffic will never go
as fast as we think it needs to.
Peace of mind can only come when we
change what we think . . .
. . . when we get to the end of the
week and mark it even;
. . . when we get to the end
of the day and balance the books with our friends and family;
. . . when we realize that give and
take sometimes means giving more and taking less.
And when you’re okay with that,
you’re finally okay with everything.
PHOTO: so why Jenny Mae? Because I don't know anyone who lives this philosophy more than she does. This is a photo of her after the Chicago Marathon... 26.2 miles and still smiling, regardless the finish, regardless the time. Every day she accepts what life gives her and calls it even.
