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5 comments:
aw cute from Boofy and Jan :)
Aww poor nic, as if you haven't enough to contend with, now you get a rotten cold. Hope you manage to shake it off quickly.
Awww poor Nic. The roses are gorgeous though, that should cheer you up a bit
Wonderful gifts. Hope you get rid of that damn cold quickly.
My Crackpot Friends
A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his 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 bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of
water to his house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect 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 2 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 because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house." The bearer said to the pot, "Did
you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered 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"
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.
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