I recently indulged in a Five for Five. Five fantastical days with five formidable granddaughters. The idea was to share my passion for the Arts with these beloved young hooligans. I made an investment in Broadway-quality theatre tickets that I hoped would be a refining and life-altering experience for them.
To foster enthusiasm, I opened my laptop and pulled up an excerpt on YouTube. As they gathered around, a beautiful young woman with an exquisite voice began her refrain. I’m not exactly certain as to the cause—it may have been the realization that those plane and theatre tickets cost more than a couple month’s worth of groceries—but as we listened, tears began to trickle down my cheeks.
The girls watched uneasily until I explained, “I’m not sad, I’m just moved…because she’s so gifted!”
They seemed to comprehend, so I continued. “You know, when someone is gifted, God is actually giving a gift to you through them. You're actually the one getting the gift.'”
They considered this a moment, until one of the girls asked, “Am I gifted?”
“Each of us is gifted in our own way,” I explained.
“What are our gifts?” Another granddaughter asked, so I carefully listed a talent I thought each had been given.
At that moment a can of worms was officially opened, and the theme of the trip was set. Five days of: Let’s talk more about gifts! What other gifts do I have? Can I get more? What if I want a gift I don’t already have? Often, one of the girls would craftily say, Let’s talk about so-and-so’s gifts, knowing that we would eventually make our way around to talk about theirs. They couldn’t get enough of the topic and were relentless.
It got to the point that I was wracking my brain to come up with positive things to say. At night I made a list of possibilities and even texted their parents to ask what qualities I was overlooking, besides the gift of gab.
I know it's trite to say that everyone is special, but I truly believe they are. It was so clear that each girl is extraordinary in her own way. Exquisitely unique.
Although the Five for Five venture was not an adventure for the faint-hearted, I gotta say I gained a new appreciation for these exceptionally-spirited little vagabonds.
They are truly a gift. So I guess that makes me... well, gifted.