Guest guest Posted August 6, 2000 Report Share Posted August 6, 2000 Cracked Pots > > > > > > This is a nice story and something to remember. > > > > " Cracked Pots " > > > > A water-bearer in India had two large pots. Each > hung on the end of a > > pole, which balanced across his shoulders. One of > the pots had a > crack in > it. > > > > While the other pot was perfect, and always > delivered a full measure > of > > water, at the end of the long walk, from the stream > to the house, the > > cracked pot always arrived half empty. This > continued for years, with > the > > tired > > fellow daily arriving home short of water. And while > the perfect pot > was > > proud, the cracked pot was ashamed. Because it > wasn't able to > accomplish > > what it had been created for. Finally, the leaking > pot 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 gentleman. > What do you have to > be > > ashamed of? > > > > The pot said: " I've been able, these past two years, > to deliver only > half > my > > load since this crack in my side causes the water to > leak out all the > way > > back to the house. Because of me, you do all this > work, but you've > never > > gotten full value for your efforts. " The water > bearer felt sorry for > the > old > > cracked pot, and in his compassion he said: " As we > return to my > house, I > > want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the > path. " Indeed, as > they > > went up the hill, the faulty pot took notice of > beautiful wild > flowers on > one > > side of the path. When they arrived at the house, > the man asked, " 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've always known > your flaw, and put > it > to > > good use. I planted flower seeds on your side of the > path, and every > day > as > > we walk back from the stream, you water them. For > two years I've been > able > > to pick these beautiful flowers! Without you being > just the way you > are, > > there would have been so much less beauty in my > life. Thank-you, my > friend! " > > > > Each of us has our own unique flaws. One way or > another, we're all > > " cracked pots. " But in God's great economy, nothing > goes to waste. > > Don't be afraid of your flaws. Accept them, and > forgive yourself. > > Then enjoy the flowers growing along your own path. > > > > > > > __________________________________________________ > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 6, 2000 Report Share Posted August 6, 2000 , Thank you for this little inspirational message. Made me feel good to read it. Also made me remember to consider my flaws and accept them again. Something I do, but not daily. I take too many things for granted and overlook many beautiful things. I am sometimes gently surprised about this. The other day, Friday, I think, I saw 3 great blue herons along the river. It appeared that the parents had brought their juvenile out to teach it to find its own food. Those birds are special for me since they had become close to being put on the endangered species list and all of a sudden, a rookery (They nest in colonies.) was established along the Wabash not far from my hometown and they now flourish. There are at least 3 rookeries in a 10 mile stretch along the Wabash between Logansport and Lafayette, IN. Some large white egrets are a little farther south, but they rarely come this way. I have seen a heron on the river during each of the 12 months of the year for the past 3 years. That is really unusual. I guess they are my "cracked pot." They do add beauty to my life and I thank God for his creations each time I see one of them. Mike Gray Deda wrote: Cracked Pots > > > > > > This is a nice story and something to remember. > > > > "Cracked Pots" > > > > A water-bearer in India had two large pots. Each > hung on the end of a > > pole, which balanced across his shoulders. One of > the pots had a > crack in > it. > > > > While the other pot was perfect, and always > delivered a full measure > of > > water, at the end of the long walk, from the stream > to the house, the > > cracked pot always arrived half empty. This > continued for years, with > the > > tired > > fellow daily arriving home short of water. And while > the perfect pot > was > > proud, the cracked pot was ashamed. Because it > wasn't able to > accomplish > > what it had been created for. Finally, the leaking > pot 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 gentleman. > What do you have to > be > > ashamed of? > > > > The pot said: "I've been able, these past two years, > to deliver only > half > my > > load since this crack in my side causes the water to > leak out all the > way > > back to the house. Because of me, you do all this > work, but you've > never > > gotten full value for your efforts." The water > bearer felt sorry for > the > old > > cracked pot, and in his compassion he said: "As we > return to my > house, I > > want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the > path." Indeed, as > they > > went up the hill, the faulty pot took notice of > beautiful wild > flowers on > one > > side of the path. When they arrived at the house, > the man asked, "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've always known > your flaw, and put > it > to > > good use. I planted flower seeds on your side of the > path, and every > day > as > > we walk back from the stream, you water them. For > two years I've been > able > > to pick these beautiful flowers! Without you being > just the way you > are, > > there would have been so much less beauty in my > life. Thank-you, my > friend!" > > > > Each of us has our own unique flaws. One way or > another, we're all > > "cracked pots." But in God's great economy, nothing > goes to waste. > > Don't be afraid of your flaws. Accept them, and > forgive yourself. > > Then enjoy the flowers growing along your own path. > > > > > > > __________________________________________________ > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 7, 2000 Report Share Posted August 7, 2000 It sounds beautiful. When I was able I loved walking in the woods and along the waterways. Too bad more people don't feel the same as you. In Sunday's paper there was a big article 'bragging' about the building going on in Door County, WI. For those who don't know where Door County is, it is the area of land that juts away from the main land area of WI. It is beautiful but unfortunately because of the building going on those who are doing the building are cutting down trees with little regard for the wildlife. The area up there is very fragile and it is being slowly destroyed. It is very sad and a great loss. kathy Mike Gray wrote: , Thank you for this little inspirational message. Made me feel good to read it. Also made me remember to consider my flaws and accept them again. Something I do, but not daily. I take too many things for granted and overlook many beautiful things. I am sometimes gently surprised about this. The other day, Friday, I think, I saw 3 great blue herons along the river. It appeared that the parents had brought their juvenile out to teach it to find its own food. Those birds are special for me since they had become close to being put on the endangered species list and all of a sudden, a rookery (They nest in colonies.) was established along the Wabash not far from my hometown and they now flourish. There are at least 3 rookeries in a 10 mile stretch along the Wabash between Logansport and Lafayette, IN. Some large white egrets are a little farther south, but they rarely come this way. I have seen a heron on the river during each of the 12 months of the year for the past 3 years. That is really unusual. I guess they are my "cracked pot." They do add beauty to my life and I thank God for his creations each time I see one of them. Mike Gray Deda wrote: Cracked Pots > > > > > > This is a nice story and something to remember. > > > > "Cracked Pots" > > > > A water-bearer in India had two large pots. Each > hung on the end of a > > pole, which balanced across his shoulders. One of > the pots had a > crack in > it. > > > > While the other pot was perfect, and always > delivered a full measure > of > > water, at the end of the long walk, from the stream > to the house, the > > cracked pot always arrived half empty. This > continued for years, with > the > > tired > > fellow daily arriving home short of water. And while > the perfect pot > was > > proud, the cracked pot was ashamed. Because it > wasn't able to > accomplish > > what it had been created for. Finally, the leaking > pot 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 gentleman. > What do you have to > be > > ashamed of? > > > > The pot said: "I've been able, these past two years, > to deliver only > half > my > > load since this crack in my side causes the water to > leak out all the > way > > back to the house. Because of me, you do all this > work, but you've > never > > gotten full value for your efforts." The water > bearer felt sorry for > the > old > > cracked pot, and in his compassion he said: "As we > return to my > house, I > > want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the > path." Indeed, as > they > > went up the hill, the faulty pot took notice of > beautiful wild > flowers on > one > > side of the path. When they arrived at the house, > the man asked, "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've always known > your flaw, and put > it > to > > good use. I planted flower seeds on your side of the > path, and every > day > as > > we walk back from the stream, you water them. For > two years I've been > able > > to pick these beautiful flowers! Without you being > just the way you > are, > > there would have been so much less beauty in my > life. Thank-you, my > friend!" > > > > Each of us has our own unique flaws. One way or > another, we're all > > "cracked pots." But in God's great economy, nothing > goes to waste. > > Don't be afraid of your flaws. Accept them, and > forgive yourself. > > Then enjoy the flowers growing along your own path. > > > > > > > __________________________________________________ > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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