by Cecile Cinco
I remember a story about the excellent carpenter who was looking forward to retirement. For the last time, he was requested to build a house but for this last time he did his work in mediocrity just to finish and retire sooner than later. Little did he know that the house he just built was a gift for himself by his master. Had he known, he could have made the best of the best. He could have used all quality materials and perhaps installed schlage hardware. It could have taken more time to finish with all the intricacies and it could have been his masterpiece. Had he known.
There are times when we work just because we have to which tends us to work in a so-so fashion. If look at the bigger picture, though, we make things better. Who are we really working for? If we die today, what’s the last thing that we did? How did we do it? How are we going to be remembered by those we left behind? When we die, we bring nothing but character. How well have we developed?