Giving the Gift of Receiving
I worked for a crook in college. I mean, I didn't know he was a crook at the time. That came later.
As a graduation gift, he sent me to the haberdasher in town. Barry, my boss, wanted me to have a proper sport coat for interviews. I didn't know what a haberdasher was, but I went. I arrived to find out that 'haberdasher' means 'store that sells men's clothes I can't afford'. I asked for Ken as instructed and told him that Barry sent me. He chuckled as clearly I wasn't the first person sent in under these directions. Ken took some measurements and pointed me to a rack. We rifled through a few coats and picked out a few options under Ken's trained eye. We picked one out and he marked it up with a special marker and assured me that Mrs. Wong would make it right. I had to clarify that 'Mrs. Wong' was the seamstress that would be tailoring my coat to fit perfectly and that I would have to return in two weeks later to pick it up. I shook Ken's hand and glanced at the price tag.
On Monday, I stopped by Barry's office and thanked him for the gesture and graciously declined the coat. It was too much. Unfazed by my response, he replied promptly: 'you know, you're terrible at receiving gifts. You know the saying 'it's better to give than to receive?' By declining a gift, you take away the joy that a giver receives in giving. This jacket is not one-way transaction. You get a coat and I get the opportunity to give it to you. So say thank you and go see Ken in two-weeks. It's already done.'
While perhaps brash, Barry was right: gifts are a two-way transaction. One person receives a casserole and the other the chance to serve.
Years later, a friend presented me with a check (of his own, clean money, for the record) completely unprompted. I thanked him for the thought and assured him his generosity was unnecessary. He pushed it back across the table and I took it with humility and gratitude. In our discussion, he noted how this check was not about me nor was it about him. Rather, the gift was evidence of a life on purpose enabling a life on purpose. The check was bigger than both of us and had I refused to accept it, I would have been denying him the opportunity to live his purpose.
I still have trouble accepting gifts, but do so with gratitude.
I also chuckle every time I put on my dirty-money jacket; it's the best-fitting coat I own. Thanks Barry.