A PERFECT HEART

 
One day, a young man stood in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the city. A large crowd gathered and they all admired the young man's heart, because memangbenar absolutely perfect. There is not one iota of defects or scratches that young hearts. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful.Suddenly, an old man burst from the crowd, came forward and said, "Why are you still not as beautiful as my heart?". Crowd of people and the young man looked at the old man's heart. The old man's heart beating strongly, but full of scars, no marks where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in there, and yet not really fitting and no edges jagged. In fact, there are parts that have holes gouged and closed again. The men were amazed and thought, how could the old man said that his heart is more beautiful?The young man looked at the old man, pay attention to its heart and laughed "You must be joking, old man," he said. "Compare your heart with my heart, my heart is perfect while the heart is nothing more than a collection of scars and tears.""Yes," the old man said, "Your heart looks perfect even then I would not swap my heart to your heart. Look, every scar is a mark of the people to whom I gave my love, I tore part of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a shred their hearts back to close the tear that I gave.However, because every tear is not the same, there are rough sections, so I appreciate that, because it reminds me of the love that we have shared together. Sometimes, I'm giving pieces of my heart just like that and I gave the guy who does not reciprocate by giving a piece of his heart. That's what's left holes torn giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love these people, and I hope someday they may return and fill the holes. Now, do you see what true beauty is? "The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked towards the old man, reaching his heart is so young and beautiful, and ripped a piece out. The young man gives his heart to tear the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece of his heart that was very old and full of injuries, then placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there are sides that are not equal. The young man looked into his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man that has flowed into it. They both hugged each other and then go hand in hand.Friends, often we feel that we are great and feel perfect. Sometimes we feel ourselves to be people who have a good and perfect heart, but it is the perfection that we have made the hearts of others injured. And very rarely do we want to share this heart to cover the wounds of others wounded that we make, because we are too worried about perfection that will be lost or diminished because we give it to someone else. But in essence, the perfection of a person's heart is not seen from how tightly she locks and hides himself, but how many hearts he gave it to someone else, in which the heart is given to someone else to complete and cover the wound.Yes, so open your heart and give it to the hearts of others, so that others can feel how beautiful your heart, and let someone else give her heart to you to cover the wound. Due to the complementary nature of a perfection that.