An elderly Asian woman had two
large pots, each hung on the end 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 walk from the stream
to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For two years, this went on daily
with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. The perfect pot
was proud of its accomplishments. 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 2 years of what it
perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman: “I am ashamed of myself
because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way 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.”
Moral: Like the pots, we
all have our own unique flaws. But it’s the cracks and flaws we each have that
make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.
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