[MOL] Fw: Cracked Pot [00992] Medicine On Line

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[MOL] Fw: Cracked Pot

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From: Betty L Hughey <arbet@strato.net>
To: Pat Murphy <patm@strato.net>; NLPOST <misty60@earthlink.net>; Marcia J.
Brown <hemmaker@aol.com>; Kathy Smith <klhamil@aol.com>; Barb Kyle
Sent: Saturday, March 11, 2000 3:22 PM
Subject: Fw: Cracked Pot

> >
> > Subject:        Cracked Pot
> >
> > A water bearer in India had two large pots, each 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."
> >
> > Each of us has our own unique flaws. We re all cracked pots.  But if we
> > will
> > allow it, the Lord will use our flaws to grace His Father's table. In
> > God's
> > great economy, nothing goes to waste.
> >

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