[SeptemberMorn]

The Cracked Pot
A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and 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 masters 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 in his masters house.

Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end 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 two 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 I want to apologize to you."

"Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed of?"

"I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your masters house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts." The pot said.

The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As we return to the masters house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path."

Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again the Pot apologized to the bearer for its failure.

The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of your path, but not on the other pots side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my masters table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house."

Each of us has our own unique flaws. We re all cracked pots. But if we will allow it, the Lord will use our flaws to grace His Fathers table. In Gods great economy, nothing goes to waste. Don't be afraid of your flaws. Acknowledge them, and you too can be the cause of beauty. Know that in our weakness we find our strength.

[nothemama8]

this is soooo true, we just need to open our eyes to our beauty and stop looking thru others eyes
Love ya
Angie

[Boopers]

I have heard this story before and it is so very true. We need to look within to see our own beauty.
Thanks,
Linda

[mrb020377]

I'm a cracked pot.... or was that a cracked egg??? i cant remember! lol

seriously thanks tomi for this beautiful story!!! I loved it

[SeptemberMorn]

I think you're stronger than any egg... so you must be a pot. LOL

You can leak this way any time!

[mrb020377]

leak???? um that would be petunia and her potty dance!!!! he he he

sorry my bad... off topic!!!

[SeptemberMorn]

What the hey! It's holiday time!

[mrb020377]

i will be your cracked pot anytime you need me to leak some water on your flowers of life!

[SeptemberMorn]

{{{{{{{Mel}}}}}}} You do that everytime you PM me!

im definetly a cracked pot. But it gives me charachter

[(JD)]

[JustAPixie]

That was a beautiful story Tomi... it really touched my heart. Thank you.

[SeptemberMorn]