Years ago a small wedding group, of which I was a part, was being ushered by the dean of a theological school through the huge Rockefeller Memorial Chapel at the University of Chicago. Among the group were an architect, and a farmer from Iowa whom my friend, the young bride, called Uncle Billy. While the theologian was praising the magnificent building as a place of worship, the architect was appraising it as an architectural achievement. I happened to glance back at Uncle Billy. Turning on his heels, his head cocked upward toward the incredibly high vaulted ceiling, he was muttering to himself, "I wonder how much hay this place would hold?"
Each was seeing the building in terms of his own lifework. It indicated how subjective one's view is, how much an expression of one's own concepts.
Whether you and I are having a good or bad job experience is determined largely by how we are thinking about the situation. We can plug along, burdened, bored, discouraged, or we can use the occasion to bring some of heaven to earth for ourselves and everyone concerned.
