Hey you guys!
I received an e mail this week off an old friend (non Christian) and I just wanted to share the content with you, in case I haven't got you as a contact! It is one of those emails that people send on, a little bit like an inoffensive chain letter but I hope it blesses those who read it! It was addressed to My Crackpot Friends!
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 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 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 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 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. SO, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great
day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!
How annoyed am I that I cannot take credit for that story! As we all know folks, God only uses broken vessels, so I think that my Crackpot friend who remains nameless needs our prayers and maybe one day she will recognise the love of our Saviour in her life!
Hope this has blessed you nearly as much as it has me, J xxx
I received an e mail this week off an old friend (non Christian) and I just wanted to share the content with you, in case I haven't got you as a contact! It is one of those emails that people send on, a little bit like an inoffensive chain letter but I hope it blesses those who read it! It was addressed to My Crackpot Friends!
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 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 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 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 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. SO, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great
day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!
How annoyed am I that I cannot take credit for that story! As we all know folks, God only uses broken vessels, so I think that my Crackpot friend who remains nameless needs our prayers and maybe one day she will recognise the love of our Saviour in her life!
Hope this has blessed you nearly as much as it has me, J xxx
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