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Wilderness Woman
Watcher of the Wood
USA
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 Posted - June 02 2003 : 12:37:36 PM
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A friend just sent me this today, and it was one I had never seen before. When I read it, I thought of all of us here... all of the different types of people... all of the different opinions that are put forth in this forum. I just wanted to share it with each of you... just for fun! I hope you all enjoy it.
Two Large Pots
A water bearer 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."
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. You've 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!
"Thank goodness God uses Cracked Pots!"
 WW
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richfed
Sachem
USA
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Posted - June 02 2003 : 7:48:43 PM
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Yep! I've brought this up before, so pardon the redundancy, but this very thing was brought up to me in person back at Gathering 1999 [of which I'll post a Daire collage soon!] - so many different types, all coming together, and bringing their special "flavor" to the mix ...
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Theresa
Bumppo's Tavern Proprietress
USA
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May 17 2002
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Posted - June 02 2003 : 8:16:41 PM
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| So true, W.W. That's a beautiful story to keep for future references in my work at school. Now....with that said....not sure how I feel about being a "crack pot".....just kidding!! |
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