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Crack'd Pot
A water bearer in India 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 years of what it perceived to be bitter failure,
the cracked pot spoke to the water bearer one day by
the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to
apologize to you. I have been able to deliver only
half my load because this crack in my side causes
water to leak out all the way back to your house.
Because of my flaws, you have work to do and you don't
get full value from your efforts." The bearer smiled
and 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, so I planted flower seeds on your
side of the path. Every day as 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."



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 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





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