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Re:(iris) OT:The Cracked Pot


In a message dated 4/27/2003 10:03:02 PM Eastern Daylight Time, Birdwoman424 
writes:


> 
> The Cracked 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 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 2 years this went on a daily walk, with 
> the bearer  delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house. 
>  Of course, the perfect pot was proud of it's accomplishments, perfect for 
> which it was made.  But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of it's own 
> imperfections, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of 
> which it had been made to do.
> After 2 yrs. of what it perceived to be a failure, it 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 to do all this work, and you don't 
> get full value from your efforts".
> 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?  That's because I 
> have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds and IRISES on 
> your side of the path, and everyday while we walk back, youv'e watered 
> them.  For two years I have been able to pick 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: 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.  Youv'e just got to take each person for what 
> they are, and look for the good in them.  Blessed are the flexible, for 
> they shall not be bent out of shape.  Remember to appreciate all the 
> different people in your life!  Blessings to all my crackpot friends.
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The Cracked 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 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 2 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 it's accomplishments, perfect for which 
it was made.  But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of it's own imperfections, 
and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of which it had been 
made to do.
After 2 yrs. of what it perceived to be a failure, it 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 to do all this work, and you don't get full 
value from your efforts".
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?  That's because I 
have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of 
the path, and everyday while we walk back, youv'e watered them.  For two 
years i have been able to pick 
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: 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.  Youv'e just got to take each person for what they 
are, and look for the good in them.  Blessed are the flexible, for they shall 
not be bent out of shape.  Remember to appreciate all the different people in 
your life!  Blessings to all my crackpot friends.

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