> > ----- Cracked Pots
> >
> > A water bearer in China had two large pots, each
> > hung on the ends of a pole,
> > which he carried across his neck. One of the pots
> > had a crack in it, while
> > the other pot was perfect and always delivered a
> > full portion of water.
> >
> > At the end of the long walk from the stream to the
> > house, the cracked pot
> > arrived only half full. For a full two years this
> > went on daily, with the
> > bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of
> > water to his house.
> >
> > Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect
> > for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was
> > ashamed its own
> > imperfection, and miserable that it was able to
> > accomplish only half of what
> > it had been made to do.
> >
> > After 2 years of what it perceived to be a bitter
> > failure, it spoke to the
> > water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of
> > myself and because this
> > crack in my side causes water to leak out all the
> > way back to your house."
> >
> > The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that
> > there were flowers only on
> > your side of the path, but not on the other pot's
> > side? That's because I
> > have always known about your flaw, and I planted
> > flower seeds on your side
> > of the path, and every day while we walk back,
> > you've watered them.
> >
> > For two years I have been able to pick these
> > beautiful flowers to decorate
> > the table. Without you being just the way you are,
> > there would not be this
> > beauty to grace the house"
> >
> > Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're
> > all cracked pots. But
> > it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our
> > lives together so very
> > interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take
> > each person for what they
> > are, and look for the good in them.
> >
> > Blessings to all my cracked pot friends.
> >
> > A water bearer in China had two large pots, each
> > hung on the ends of a pole,
> > which he carried across his neck. One of the pots
> > had a crack in it, while
> > the other pot was perfect and always delivered a
> > full portion of water.
> >
> > At the end of the long walk from the stream to the
> > house, the cracked pot
> > arrived only half full. For a full two years this
> > went on daily, with the
> > bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of
> > water to his house.
> >
> > Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect
> > for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was
> > ashamed its own
> > imperfection, and miserable that it was able to
> > accomplish only half of what
> > it had been made to do.
> >
> > After 2 years of what it perceived to be a bitter
> > failure, it spoke to the
> > water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of
> > myself and because this
> > crack in my side causes water to leak out all the
> > way back to your house."
> >
> > The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that
> > there were flowers only on
> > your side of the path, but not on the other pot's
> > side? That's because I
> > have always known about your flaw, and I planted
> > flower seeds on your side
> > of the path, and every day while we walk back,
> > you've watered them.
> >
> > For two years I have been able to pick these
> > beautiful flowers to decorate
> > the table. Without you being just the way you are,
> > there would not be this
> > beauty to grace the house"
> >
> > Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're
> > all cracked pots. But
> > it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our
> > lives together so very
> > interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take
> > each person for what they
> > are, and look for the good in them.
> >
> > Blessings to all my cracked pot friends.
