2tiredmom
10-23-2006, 02:41 PM
An elderly 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 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 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 crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to
smell the flowers on your side of the path!
:rolleyes:
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 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 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 crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to
smell the flowers on your side of the path!
:rolleyes: