Ham or eggs?

from my go-to source for everything true and totally legit (Urban dictionary) 

Tough love: Another version of "being cruel to be kind". To show somebody some tough love today will save them heartache in the future but may cause a small amount of upset for the reciever immediately after the "tough Love" has been dispensed. They would suffer more if you let them get on with their life with no interference from third parties.

I was watching Grey's Anatomy the other day--not a particularly good choice of edifying media, I know--and got this great insight. Ham and eggs. I've gotten assaulted with a lot of tough love in the past few days and this was just another example.

There's a chicken and a pig and we have to decide which we are going to be. Obviously, the chicken gives the eggs and the pig gives the ham. The pig gave everything. The pig sacrificed himself in the most total way possible. The chicken was only willing to sacrifice a little but the pig gave it all.

I'm 114% a chicken...

but I want to be a pig. 

I want to be 114% committed. Always. 

It is so easy to be a chicken--to give a little and say that's enough, to have one foot in and the other out. It is tempting to settle for mediocrity, to do just enough to get by. And He saw a poor widow putting in two small copper coins. And He said, "Truly I say to you, this poor widow put in more than all of them. (Luke 21:2-3). Ham and eggs isn't about money (though I suppose that is a way if could be applied). 

Here's the deal, chickens don't change the world. I think about the times I have made a difference in people's lives and I see I was a pig in those moments. 

Yeah, being a pig can be exhausting.

But being a chicken can be unfulfilling.

I'd rather be tired than unsatisfied. 

It's about love. It's about giving your heart. Your whole heart...not holding anything back. When you give your heart, you relinquish control. In fact, you give someone else control. 

That's hard.

That's scary.

Yeah, well that's why it means so much and why it is such a big deal. Love is hard and it is scary. Love hurts sometimes but there are people who will swear that love is worth the pain. 

Is it really worth the pain?

They call it a broken heart for a reason.

How can we know if it is worth it until we try?

But here's the thing,
I don't think trying is really trying 
until you're the pig.

But when you're the pig, you're all in.

[So it's time to make the choice: ham or eggs?]