Sunday, 30 December 2012

Thought for the Day

woman carrying water 2
An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across
 her neck.
One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of
At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.
But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half
 of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream.
‘I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.’
The old woman smiled, ‘Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the
 other pot’s side?’
”That’s because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path
and every day while we walk back, you water 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.’
Each of us has our own unique flaw.  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.
So, to all of my cracked pot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side
 of the path!
It's a nice thought for the New Year, isn't it.

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  1. This story is delightful, and I am happy to count myself as one of your cracked pot friends, with flowers growing around me.

  2. Star ~ Nice thoughts for the end of the old thinking and start of the new consciousness...dwell on the positive and it will happen!
    Hugs ~ and love the painting of your grandson Dylan - quite a nice piece of art by his father.

  3. that is a neat story.

    Happy New Year to you and your family,


  4. Lovely little parable. I am one of your cracked pots who enjoys being along for the ride with you, Star! :-)

  5. Mooi. Ik wens jou ook het allerbeste toe. Groetjes, Marleen.


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