A Cracked Pot
You've just got to take each person for what they are,and look for the good in them.
This is one beautifull story which i always wanna be remembered of.
A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hungon the ends of a pole which he carried across hisneck..
One of the pots had a crack in it, while theother pot was perfect and always delivered a fullportion of water.
At the end of the long walk from thestream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only halffull.
For a full two years this went on daily, withthe bearer delivering only one and a half pots full ofwater to his house.
Of course, the perfect pot wasproud of its accomplishments, perfect for which it wasmade.
But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its ownimperfection, and miserable that it was able toaccomplish only half of what it had been made to do.
After 2 years of what it perceived to be a bitterfailure, it spoke tothe water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamedof myself, and because this crack in my side causeswater to leak out all the way back to your house.
"The bearer said to the pot,"Did you notice that there were flowers only on yourside 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 beautifulflowers todecorate the table.
Without you being just the way youare, there would not be this beauty to grace thehouse"
Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're allcracked pots.But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that makeour 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.
