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 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. 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.
After 2 yrs 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. 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 of
this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts, " the pot
said. 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 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!"
I like this....
Rose
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