I stumbled upon this story on the internet one day recently and while it’s a fiction story it still spoke to me profoundly. I thought it might speak to all of you also so I wanted to share. It’s called, “Boy Born With Out Ears Receives A Pair From A Secret Donor” –
“Can I see my baby?” the happy new mother asked. When the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window. The baby had been born without ears. Time proved that the baby’s hearing was perfect. It was only his appearance that was marred.
When he rushed home from school one day and flung himself into his mother’s arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a succession of heartbreaks.
He blurted out the tragedy. “A boy, a big boy … called me a freak.” He grew up, handsome for his misfortune. A favorite with his fellow students, he might have been class president, but for that. He developed a gift, a talent for literature and music. “But you might mingle with other young people,” his mother reproved him, but felt a kindness in her heart.
The boy’s father had a session with the family physician. Could nothing be done? “I believe I could graft on a pair of outer ears, if they could be procured,” the doctor decided. Whereupon, the search began for a person who would make such a sacrifice for a young man. Two years went by.
Then, “You are going to the hospital, Son. Mother and I have someone who will donate the ears you need. But it’s a secret,” said the father. The operation was a brilliant success, and a new person emerged. His talents blossomed into genius, and school and college became a series of triumphs. Later he married and entered the diplomatic service. “But I must know!” He urged his father, “Who gave so much for me? I could never do enough for him.” “I do not believe you could,” said the father, “but the agreement was that you are not to know… not yet.”
The years kept their profound secret, but the day did come… one of the darkest days that a son must endure. He stood with his father over his mother’s casket. Slowly, tenderly, the father stretched forth a hand and raised the thick, reddish-brown hair to reveal that the mother — had no outer ears.
“Mother said she was glad she never let her hair be cut,” he whispered gently, “and nobody ever thought Mother less beautiful, did they?” Real beauty lies not in the physical appearance, but in the heart. Real treasure lies not in what that can be seen, but what that cannot be seen. Real love lies not in what is done and known, but in what that is done but not known.
The End.. Author Unknown
When I read that I thought what an awesome, selfless, sacrifice that would be for someone to give such an impactful gift to someone like that. It so reminds me of the gift of Jesus and the sacrifice He made to keep us from sin and heartbreak. There is no greater love. I have no idea what any of you might be going through, what struggles you face, or what heartbreaks you are dealing with, but please know the gift of Jesus is real and so is His peace. Whatever you face in life God is there to carry you through. Give your best in life to others and to yourself. Your sacrifice will bring you unmeasurable pleasings in life. While this story is fiction it shows that true gift of love. I hope it touched all of you as it did me.