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Another Christmas Story: A Gift of Love

Some years ago a child was born to parents pleased in the west.
With their first born child well formed and strong they knew that they were blessed.
At the same time a child was born in the east, this child also well formed.
The parents here too were pleased, this being also their firstborn.
Neither had any knowledge of the other, they lived so far apart
In cultures so diverse, how could they; but their paths were on the same chart.

Each child grew strong in body and spirit into a beautiful young girl.
They lived life and all the beauties of the creatures of the world.
They enjoyed music in the birds, the trees, and the winds, the frogs and the crickets too;
The sound of the music from the organ and viol and little girl voices true.
Enthralled with the sights that accompanied the sounds: the butterfly as it fluttered to and fro,
The ripples in the water left from a light summer rain, the sparkle of new fallen snow.

Yet these two lovely girls lived all days of their life in a state of joy and felicity.
And their parents were pleased with their love and growth and provided their life’s full security.
They ensured a healthy environment supportive to the growth of body, mind and spirit.
All who saw the girls were made warm by their souls: peaceful, joyful and brilliant.
Life was the way that it should be for two girls who lived far apart;
Two lovely girls who had not a hint that their lives were on the same chart.

Then all changed for these two joyous girls; a gift of life’s tribulations.
Each developed a disease--life threatening, ending the jubilation.
Often diseases cause problems with spirit, but not with these two special souls.
Usually family and friends comfort the afflicted, but with these, the opposite roles.
Family and friends were terribly distraught with their beautiful girls so ill;
So the girls comforted them, their spirits so strong, with their disposition and will.

The girl from the west told her mother one day, “You know that I am going to die.
Don’t be afraid. I’m not frightened,” she said. “All is going to be right.”
“No,” said the mother and father too, “You are not going to die.
We are in search of a kidney for you. You have a chance for life.”
So desperate were they that they advertised far through news media for the right match.
But so rare was the girl that none could be found. All they could do: pray and watch.

The girl from the east told her mother one day, “You know that I am going to die.
Don’t be afraid. I’m not frightened,” she said. “All is going to be right.”
“No,” said the mother and father too, “You are not going to die.
We are in search of marrow for you. You have a chance for life.”
So desperate were they that they advertised far through news media for the right match.
But so rare was the girl that none could be found. All they could do: pray and watch.

Then one day true to the course that charted these two girl’s lives,
The girls were each reading from the news and discovered each other’s plight.
“Have me tested,” said each to her parents for each felt a destiny pull.
“No,” said the parents, “You could not survive donation with your frail system so low.”
But each insisted until none could resist and yes, each tested positive as donor.
And after much pleading and finally demanding, each was allowed to serve.

Donations were made by friends and strangers alike for the families’ funds were expired.
Arrangements were made for the world’s finest hospital and all else that was required.
The two girls met and oh, what a meet, these two girls from lands east and west.
Each could discern the others depth of soul and knew that she was the best.
So these two girls who are on the same chart came together on Christmas day nice,
To offer their love and give all that they had in their ultimate sacrifice.

Said the girl from the west, “Mother, father: the white gold ring you gave me last Christmas!
You told me then that it was a symbol of pure love from the Christ child to all of us.
I want to give it to the girl from the east with my marrow and my love too.
This symbol of pure love from that divine child can be a symbol of our friendship true.
A friendship between two distant lands where people take the same air’s breath
A symbol of love between two simple girls in life and in death.”

Said the girl from the east, “Mother, father: the green jade ring you gave me last year!
You told me then that it was a symbol of beauty and all things that are pure.
I want to give it to the girl from the east with my kidney and my love too.
The symbol of this beautiful stone will be a symbol of our friendship true.
On this her Christmas day I will give her a gift to match her pure soul.
A symbol of love to her and her Christ Child who gives peace and consoles.”

So it was arranged the exchange of the gifts between these pure, sweet souls.
The kidney the marrow and the two precious rings: gifts of body and soul.
Many tears of love shed, many heartfelt thanks made on this special Christmas day.
And then to the task, the awful task of body parts to exchange.
Prayers were constant; tears flowed freely as family and friends gathered around.
The doctors and nurses did all they could do with modern science abound.

But lo, neither girl had the strength to endure; neither did recover.
Each passed quietly as she gave her all, to save the life of another.
It is said in most parts of the world by those who know best
That the rings exchanged that Christmas day hangs over east and west,
Representing the greatest sacrifice made by two girls and a babe in a stall.
For each the sacrifice began in love, then eternal life for all.



Max Delano Beers