We're All Cracked Pots
Rockingham Remembered
Short Stories
A water bearer in China had two large pots, each
hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across
his neck. One pot 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, 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. 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.

A Good Life to all my crackpot friends.