Guest guest Posted September 24, 2007 Report Share Posted September 24, 2007 Imperfections--- An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her 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 walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman 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 old woman smiled, " Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? " " That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water 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. " Each of us has our own unique flaw. 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. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 24, 2007 Report Share Posted September 24, 2007 A beautiful story Sarita, thank you. It reminds me that we don't always get to see the whole picture, just a narrow view. And how wrong we can be about it all. Hugs and love, dhyana , " Sarita " <sarita1969 wrote: > > Imperfections--- > > An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of > a pole which she carried across her 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 walks from the stream to the house, the > cracked pot arrived only half full. > > For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing > home > only one and a half pots of water. > > Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the > poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable > that it could only do half of what it had been made to do. > > After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke > to the woman 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 old woman smiled, " Did you notice that there are flowers on your > side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? " > > " That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted > flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk > back, you water 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. " > > Each of us has our own unique flaw. 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. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 24, 2007 Report Share Posted September 24, 2007 Beautiful Sarita! Thanks for the reminder! Claudia Sarita <sarita1969 wrote: Imperfections--- An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her 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 walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman 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 old woman smiled, " Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? " " That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water 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. " Each of us has our own unique flaw. 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. Need a vacation? Get great deals to amazing places on Travel. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 24, 2007 Report Share Posted September 24, 2007 I try to remember that when I see only a small part of someone that I may not like. I try to keep in mind that I don't know what burdens they carry. There is much more to all of us than what is visible. Sarita , " novalees " <Novalees wrote: > > > A beautiful story Sarita, thank you. It reminds me that we don't > always get to see the whole picture, just a narrow view. And how wrong > we can be about it all. Hugs and love, dhyana > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Guest guest Posted September 24, 2007 Report Share Posted September 24, 2007 Just tips of the " iceberg " lol! Love, dhyana --- Sarita <sarita1969 wrote: > I try to remember that when I see only a small part > of someone that I > may not like. I try to keep in mind that I don't > know what burdens > they carry. There is much more to all of us than > what is visible. > > Sarita > > --- In > , > " novalees " > <Novalees wrote: > > > > > > A beautiful story Sarita, thank you. It reminds me > that we don't > > always get to see the whole picture, just a narrow > view. And how wrong > > we can be about it all. Hugs and love, dhyana > > > > > ______________________________\ ____ Be a better Heartthrob. Get better relationship answers from someone who knows. Answers - Check it out. http://answers./dir/?link=list & sid=396545433 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 24, 2007 Report Share Posted September 24, 2007 Thanks Sarita for sharing this story. Another one for my builtin board. It's a good thing I have not purchase one yet. I may need to get a larger one than what I was thinking. Thanks again,Sarita. Linda , " Sarita " <sarita1969 wrote: > > Imperfections--- > > An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of > a pole which she carried across her 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 walks from the stream to the house, the > cracked pot arrived only half full. > > For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing > home > only one and a half pots of water. > > Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the > poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable > that it could only do half of what it had been made to do. > > After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke > to the woman 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 old woman smiled, " Did you notice that there are flowers on your > side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? " > > " That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted > flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk > back, you water 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. " > > Each of us has our own unique flaw. 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. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 24, 2007 Report Share Posted September 24, 2007 Very nice Sarita! - chrism , " Linda " <crazycats711 wrote: > > Thanks Sarita for sharing this story. Another one for my builtin > board. It's a good thing I have not purchase one yet. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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