The Cracked Pot

Tale of theThe Cracked Pot

An elderlywoman hadtwo largepots, eachhung on theends of apole, whichshe carriedacross herneck.

One of the potshad a crack in itwhile the otherpot was perfectand alwaysdelivered a fullportion ofwater.

At the endof the longwalk fromthe stream tothe house,the crackedpot arrivedonly half full.

For a full twoyears thiswent on daily,with thewomanbringing homeonly one and ahalf pots ofwater.

Of course, theperfect pot wasproud of itsaccomplishments.

But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its ownimperfection,and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.

After 2 years of what itperceived to be bitter failure, itspoke to the woman one day by the stream.

“I am ashamed of myself because, this crack in my side causes water to leakout all the way back to your house.”

The old womansmiled, “Didyou notice thatthere areflowers on yourside of thepath, but noton the otherpot’s side?

That’s because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on yourside of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.”

“For twoyears Ihave beenable topick thesebeautifulflowers todecoratethe table.”

“Without you beingjust the way you are,there would not be this beauty to grace the house.”

Each of ushas our ownuniqueflaw…

But it’s thecracks andflaws we allhave thatmake our livestogetherso veryinterestingand rewarding.

You’ve just got to take each person forwhat they are and look for the good inthem.

To all of my crackpot friends Have a great day and rememberto smell the flowers, on yourside of the path. ~Neepa

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The Cracked Pot

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