Tuesday, May 5

The greatest gift…

Let me ask you a very simple question…

What do you think the greatest gift you could ever receive could be?

Let’s throw out some options, shall we? :-)

How about…
A boat?
A car?
A million dollars?
A house?
A child?

How about none of those things?

See, the greatest gift that anyone can ever give to you is simply their heart. A heart given in an open, honest, and loving way is a treasure that beats anything else. Hands down! But I can hear some of you now…Why? What makes a heart the greatest gift?

Giving your heart to someone is not like giving any other gift. First off, you can give it to many people all at the same time and still never run out of it. (I’d like a bank account that works that way, please) Your heart is actually a part of who you are. It’s not like anything else. It’s strong, loving, tender, compassionate, caring, fragile, and SO much more.

I think that one of the biggest reasons that it’s the greatest gift is because it puts a part of yourself into another person’s care. You make yourself vulnerable and open to that person. That’s sometimes a scary place to be. We ALL have had times when someone has squeezed, crushed, trampled on, and basically made a pulpy mess of your heart. For most of us, that makes it SO much more difficult to give our hearts out the next time. Because we become afraid of the hurt, wary of the pain, and scared to take the risk.

I know that I’ve got scars on my heart and I wouldn’t change them for all the world. Some are old and some are new. Sure, sometimes it hurts, but then…isn’t that love? No one is perfect and neither is any heart. But I like mine the way it is and if you come to me with an open, honest heart, I’ll share a bit of mine with you. Don’t let fear keep your heart inside and isolated from the world, take the risk and know that despite the risk and the potential for hurt, this is the greatest gift you can give to anyone. I think I have a story that sums this up perfectly.

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it.

Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart. Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said,

"Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.

The people stared -- how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges -- giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

Give freely the gift that no one else can give…and know that your heart is beautiful.