J.J
20-08-2007, 01:58 AM
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The Most Beautiful Heart
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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.
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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.
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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?"
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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.
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with my best regards to you all ....
The Most Beautiful Heart
http://media.bigoo.ws/content/gif/dividers/dividers_219.gif
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.
http://www.q8start.com/ups/uploads/0befa624dc.gif
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.
http://www.q8start.com/ups/uploads/ac46dbfca3.gif
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?"
http://www.q8start.com/ups/uploads/34274a67d7.gif
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.
http://media.bigoo.ws/content/gif/dividers/dividers_219.gif
with my best regards to you all ....