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A gift of love!

“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.

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  • Luis Toochi April 12, 2018, 10:57 am

    That’s very interesting, i love that

  • SUFIYA September 22, 2017, 9:02 am

    It is really a heart touching story.

  • Gavin fields September 13, 2017, 10:59 am

    It was good

  • Evangelist Adomba K. Konadu March 14, 2016, 12:23 pm

    What a nice and a perfect story indeed.
    The mother did exactly as what Jesus did because it is not easy to lay your life for one another whiles you will be in a serious anguish, it takes only love to do that.
    Jesus said this in Mathew 20:28.
    Mothers are wonderfully made and May God bless them all.

  • Shilpi June 24, 2015, 1:40 am

    Nice but sad

  • Vinayak May 1, 2015, 10:12 am

    I would sure share it this story is heart touching

  • Mohanmanikanta.v January 30, 2015, 11:06 am

    An xlent story

  • Parveen November 10, 2014, 5:45 am

    Speechless

  • Iyak July 2, 2014, 6:29 am

    A mother is always a mother, no matter what….

  • Raph January 10, 2014, 11:48 am

    Great love…He would live indebted to her.

  • Lala November 25, 2013, 6:03 am

    That shows mothers’ love but it also means that the boy never was close to his mother as she could hide such a big secret for years. Or was he not staying with his parents.

  • H November 6, 2013, 9:19 am

    That last part was beautiful.

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