Before we go to work we need to get our work and personal life in balance. Jack, the boy hero in Jack and the bean stalk can help us. Are you after your golden goose that lays golden eggs, or are you chasing one golden egg at a time. Jack went after the golden goose. Jackâ€™s mother told him to go to the market and sell their last cow for their last meal. Jackâ€™s mother was a golden egg thinker. She was hand to mouth. She was not a giver.
There is a story in ancient times of a woman just like her with a son on their last meal. But this woman was had a golden goose mentality.
As the story goes a man went to Zarephath in the region of Sidon to stay there. When he came to the town gate, a widow was there gathering sticks. He called to her and asked, â€œWould you bring me a little water in a jar so I may have a drink?â€ As she was going to get it, he called, â€œAnd bring me, please, a piece of bread.â€â€ She replied, â€œI donâ€™t have any breadâ€”only a handful of flour in a jar and a little olive oil in a jug. I am gathering a few sticks to take home and make a meal for myself and my son, that we may eat itâ€”and die.â€ Elijah said to her, â€œDonâ€™t be afraid. Go home and do as you have said. But first make a small loaf of bread for me from what you have and bring it to me, and then make something for yourself and your son. She went away and did as Elijah had told her. After that there was food every day for Elijah and for the woman and her family and the jar of flour was not used up and the jug of oil did not run dry.
Jackâ€™s mom sent Jack out for their last meal, but I think Jack had something else in mind. I think he was tired of poverty thinking. I think he was tired of a hand to mouth, pay check to paycheck, welfare thinking. I think he was ready to go for the golden goose.
I know another person like Jack. She was just a little four year old girl in Mississippi, the year was 1957. As they were out hanging clothes on the line her grandmother told her how she needed to be a maid when she grew up. And the little girl, a lot like Jack, said â€œno thatâ€™s not for me.â€ The Grandma said â€œyour momma did it, I did it and my mother did it.â€ The girl thought, that is ok for you but I have something else to do. After this little girl grew up I heard her tell the story, in her own words she said, â€œ as my grandmother was hanging up clothes in 1957 in Mississippi, she told me â€œ Oparh girrrrl all you need to do is find you some good white folks to work for when you get older and everything will be fine.â€ Oprah said, â€œno thatâ€™s not for me, nothing wrong with being a maid but thatâ€™s not my calling.â€
Well as you know Oparh found her calling. So did Jack. He left with the cow to sell at the market, but I donâ€™t think he ever intended to come back the same boy. When his mom told him â€œI am gathering a few sticks to take home and make a meal for myself and my son, that we may eat itâ€”and die.â€ Jack said to himself, â€œno thatâ€™s not for me.â€ And I think Jack armed with â€œThe law Of Attractionâ€ and golden goose thinking left to find his true self.
When Jack met the man selling magic beans he knew in his gut this was the right thing to do. He knew he must have those magic beans, and he traded them for his last cow. He hurried home to share the good news with his mom. She however, a golden egg thinker, threw the beans out the window and sent Jack to bed without any supper. She called him a foolish boy.
Any fool can criticize and most fools do. She was a golden egg pursuer. She was only after todayâ€™s needs. Jack went to bed hungry, but his faith was undaunted. He sat at the windowâ€™s edge all night waiting for those magic beans to sprout.
One of the characteristics of a golden goose thinker is they walk by faith and not by sight. They know some of the most important work cannot be seen with the human eye. It must be seen with the eye of faith. It must be seen with the hidden man of the heart. Faith is a sixth since.
The golden goose thinker realizes the sense of faith is real. She knows that just because you canâ€™t see music does not mean it is not real. Just because she cannot see perfume does not mean it is not real. Just because she cannot taste colors do not mean they are not present. And just because you cannot touch the intangible does not mean it is not there.
There are two kinds of service in customer service, the tangible and the intangible. The tangible is the product. The thing we buy, the thing we touch, see, hear, smell and taste. And then there is the intangible. The thing we feel in our heart. The thing we believe. How we make people feel. Our customer service when we make someone feel special. The intangible is what makes the customer come back for more. The intangible is what makes us fall in love. The intangible is eternal and the tangible is temporary.
The golden goose thinker is looking at the intangible, the thing he cannot see with his eyes. While Jack was looking out the window, his eyes could see nothing. But his eyes of faith saw the roots taking place beneath the hard rock soil. His eyes of faith saw those magic beans germinating in the soil.
While his mother was just a few feet away, she saw something totally different. She saw despondency. She did not receive her last meal. She saw a foolish boy that she should never have trusted, and should not have sent off to the market with her last cow. She saw a life time of pain. She saw Jackâ€™s father in his eyes and wished they would have never met. She saw chaos and no way to turn it into order.
The golden goose thinker knows that the unseen is more real than the seen. He knows that perception is everything. And sometimes the thing we perceive as real was never really real. The golden goose thinker takes the plank out of their own eye so they can see clearly. They donâ€™t judge others and they donâ€™t expect others to do what they themselves should do.
Jackâ€™s mother, a golden egg only seeker, wanted Jack to take care of her. Jack, a golden goose seeker knew he had to look with in himself and to the unseen. And that that is what Jack did. While his mom was in the other room, Jack had his eyes set out the window.
He waited for the seeds to take root, and by morning he was headed up the bean stalk to face his giant and to meet his destiny.
The story of Jack shows our personal side. The story of the magic bean seller tells of our professional side. Most people when they read the story of Jack and the bean stalk they think the man selling the beans is a charlatan, I donâ€™t. After all, the beans did work. I think we become skeptical because so many things we are promised donâ€™t come true. I donâ€™t know about you but I would never sell anything that would not deliver as promised. I would never sell anything that I did not believe in.
We need to believe in our work or change professions. I would never work for someone and at the same time badmouth them. If I canâ€™t believe in them I would change jobs. Sometimes we donâ€™t need to change jobs; we need to change our attitude. Sometimes we just need to believe in the magic of our beans.
If you donâ€™t like the word magic, change it to passion. We need to be passionate about what we do. We need to be enthusiastic about what we do. My favorite word in the whole world is enthusiasm.
Enthusiasm comes from three Greek words. The first part means in or inside. The second part is god or breath or spirit. The third part means life. So when you put these words together they mean live life with god. Or live life with your heart. Or it could mean living life with emotions not just going through the motions.