A water bearer worked for a merchant who lived on the top of the hill. Everyday he had to walk down the hill to collect water from a stream. He would place it in two pots which he hung on each end of a pole and carried over his shoulders. One of the pot was perfect pots which he hung on each end of a pole and carried over his shoulders. One of the pots was perfect and always delivered a full portion of waterperfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk. The other pot had a perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk. The other pot had a crack and would always arrive half full.
crack and would always arrive half full
The perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. whist the poor perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. whist the poor crack pot was ashamed of his own imperfection.
One day the cracked pot spoke to the water bearer.
I feel like i have been such a burden to you this crack on my side, has made me useless. lend up spiling half the water and i feel so ashamed he said.
The water bearer smiled, and quietly said, "As we retum to the merchant's house today. I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path.
All along his side of the path the pot noticed a beautiful blaze of colourful flowers while the other side was still dry.
bearer said have always known about your crack and took advantage of it by planting seeds that you watered every day. And now, look at these beautiful flowers along the way. Without you being just the way you are , the path would never have such a beauty. The cracked pot was
overjoyed. He understood that the very thing he thought to be his flaw turned out to be a blessing for the flowers along…..