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The Cracked Pot – and Great Things Coming!

July 13, 2012

I know that’s a strange title for Preppers who think the End of the World as We Know It could happen any day. But, I want to share what’s ahead for the Blog if the Grid stays up.

Happy Friday 13th y’all. I’m not superstitious (thank you spell checker) but I don’t walk under ladders. It’s just not smart. Something could fall on your head, be dropped, or the ladder could fall. Anyway, a fellow worker who is kind of a pessimist said his glass was half empty and I thought of a great story to share, The Cracked Pot. It’s not original and you can find it a thousand places but it’s here to Bless You today.

But first, let me tell you what’s coming. Next week is The Mystical Universe. I’ll share a little taste of the Universe I’ve come to know as a mystical and magical place. It’s an audience participation week. Come on back and check it out. Then the next week, I hope to be able to start a regular routine of Blog Posts encouraging folks and blessing you body, mind and spirit.

The Cracked Pot Story

A water bearer in India had two large pots, one hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck. 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 master’s 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 master’s 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 master’s 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.

The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, “As we return to the master’s 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 it 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 pot’s 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 master’s table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house.”

Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We’re all cracked pots.

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. There is a lot of good out there.
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There is a lot of good in us!
Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape.
Remember to appreciate all the different people in your life!
Thank you to the cracked pots in my life. You have made life more interesting and beautiful.

Blessings to you All,