fatherlarry
09-13-2002, 07:34 PM
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 of 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 bitter
failure, it spoke to
the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am
ashamed of myself, 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 are flowers on your side of the path, but
not on the other pot's side?
That's because I have always known about your
flaw, so I planted
flower seeds on your side of the path, and every
day while we walk back, you water 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"
Each of us has our own unique flaws. 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.
To all our crackpot friends, have a great day and
remember to smell the roses!
Thanks Mod2Fly
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 of 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 bitter
failure, it spoke to
the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am
ashamed of myself, 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 are flowers on your side of the path, but
not on the other pot's side?
That's because I have always known about your
flaw, so I planted
flower seeds on your side of the path, and every
day while we walk back, you water 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"
Each of us has our own unique flaws. 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.
To all our crackpot friends, have a great day and
remember to smell the roses!
Thanks Mod2Fly