When we’re young we love getting gifts, my Dad used to bring home an ice cream or Mom might have brought us a cheeseburger, I always thought wow! What a treat! I don’t use the word “Try” anymore because to me it denotes something less than total effort but I do work hard to be generous these days, we’re beyond blessed in immeasurable ways. My heart for receiving turned, however when I became a father.
Nothing can really match the squeal of a child when you surprise them with a gift or a surprise or even just a swoop off the feet, obviously, I have daughters and that type of thing affected me triple. I have come to the conclusion and bore witness to the fact when you give you’re blessed 10-fold. Rhonda and I don’t talk about giving because you can’t gift your way to Heaven but it definitely has its own satisfaction.
The thing I love about life is all gifts aren’t tangible, some you can’t touch; The smile from a stranger or a laugh due to one of my stale jokes, people are so charitable. Time is one of the greatest gifts one can give, it’s finite and thus very valuable. Mentoring is a passion of mine and I love the thought of people avoiding some of the pitfalls young (and even old) Ben has succumbed to, it allows me to get that satisfaction of knowing I maybe shortened someone’s path to success.
I wanted to conclude by saying always seek the opportunity to give to one another, we all need more of a sense of community, now more than ever and the gift keeps giving for untold generations. On May 5th, 2009 I was given the gift of a second chance to live thanks to a kidney from my dearest wife Rhonda, now that in a real sense we’re truly as one I hope she continues to rub off on me and remind me the gift of giving is a responsibility, we need to give love as often as possible because who knows, you may feel the same joy I do when I know someone learned something from me and things were just a bit easier.