Flaws

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[Jarras y Jarrones IV-Recueil de Faience]

Flaws

A water bearer in India had two large pots.
One of the pots had a crack in it, and 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 masters 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 in his masters house.
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments,
perfect to the end 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 two years 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."
"Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed of?"
"I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver
only half my load because this crack in my side causes
water to leak out all the way back to your masters 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

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The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot,
and in his compassion he said,
"As we return to the masters house, I want you to notice
the beautiful flowers along the path."

Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took
notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on
the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at
the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked
out half its load, and so again the Pot apologized to the
bearer for its failure.

The bearer said to the pot,
"Did you notice that there were flowers only on your
side of your path, but not on the other pots side?
That's because I have always known about your flaw,
and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on
your side of the path, and every day while we walk
back from the stream, you've watered them.
For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful
flowers to decorate my masters table. Without you
being just the way you are, he would not have this
beauty to grace his house."

Each of us has our own unique flaws.
We re all cracked pots.
Don't be afraid of your flaws.
Acknowledge them, and you too can be the cause of beauty.
Know that in our weakness we find our strength.

Author Unknown