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A water bearer
in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried
across his neck.
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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.
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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.
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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."
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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?
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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"
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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!
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Blessings to
all my crackpot friends.
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