Posted by TerryS (24.24.79.72) on July 16, 2001 at 08:31:13:
"Only God Can Make a Perfect Heart!"
One day a young woman was standing in the middle of the town
proclaiming that she had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large
crowd gathered and they all admired her 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 woman was very proud and boasted
more loudly about her beautiful heart.
Suddenly, an old woman appeared at the front of the crowd and said
"Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young
woman looked at the old woman'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 she say her heart is more beautiful, they
thought?
The young woman looked at the old woman's heart and saw its state and
laughed. "You must be joking," she said. "Compare your heart with
mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."
"Yes," said the old woman, "Yours is perfect looking but I could
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 their 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 woman stood silently with tears running down hers cheeks.
She walked up to the old woman, reached into her perfect young and
beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. She offered it to the old woman with
trembling hands. The old woman took her offering, placed it in her
heart and then took a piece from her old, scarred heart and placed it in the
wound in the young woman's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were
some jagged edges.
The young woman looked at her heart, not perfect anymore but more
beautiful than ever, since love from the old woman's heart flowed into hers.
They embraced and walked away side by side.
Love cannot be wasted. It makes no difference where it is bestowed,
it always brings in big returns!