I wish to share this story to any of my reader.
An elderly chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the end of a pole, which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was a perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of 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 woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishment, 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 2 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 smile, “Did you notice there are flowers on your side of the path, but no other pot’s side? That because I have always KNOWN ABOUT YOUR FLAW, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and everyday while we walk back you water them, for these two years I had been able to pick these beautiful flower to decorate the table. Without you being the way being you are, these would not be this beautiful to grace the house.”
MORALE OF THE STORY: EACH OF US HAD OUR OWN UNIQUE FLAW.
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