Wayne in BC
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An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots,
each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her 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 walks from the stream
to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with
the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water..
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its
accomplishments.
But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its
own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had
been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be
bitter failure, it spoke to the woman 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 old woman smiled, '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 flaw. 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.
SO, to all of my cracked pot friends, have a
great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!
each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her 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 walks from the stream
to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with
the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water..
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its
accomplishments.
But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its
own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had
been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be
bitter failure, it spoke to the woman 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 old woman smiled, '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 flaw. 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.
SO, to all of my cracked pot friends, have a
great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!
