The crack pot

The crack pot
By nelson timothy
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An elderly woman had tow large pots, each hung on the road of a pole, which she carried across her neck to get water from the stream.
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 a half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman coming home with only one and a half pots of water.

Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor crack pot was ashamed of its own imperfection and itâ??s miserable that it only does half of what he has being made to accomplish.

After 2 years of what it perceived to be of bitter failure, it spoke to the woman by the stream.â?? I am ashamed of myself because these cracks in my side cause water to leak out all the way back to your home.â??

The old woman smiled, â??Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other side? That is because I have always known about your flow, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk by you water themâ??

â??For tow years I have being able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the tableâ?? without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace this houseâ??

Each of us has our unique flaw��..
But itâ??s the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives more meaningful interesting and rewarding.
Youâ?? av just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.