This story struck me as a good pc parable.
Scott Pitmann
CRACKED POTS
A water bearer in India 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
I want to apologize to you. I have been able to deliver only half my load
because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back
to your house.
Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get
full value for your efforts"
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 as 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
interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what
they are, and look for the good in them. Blessed are the flexible, for
they shall not be bent out of shape. Remember to appreciate all the
different people in your life!
Blessings to all my crackpot friends