I am prompted today to once again post the story about of the Cracked Pot, which was used to carry water from the fountain to the master’s table.  Because of the crack, it leaked water along the pathway, arriving at the master’s house only partially full, whilst another pot, without a crack, was able to hold a full complement of water for the household.  The cracked pot wondered if it was not good enough pot!

One day, the water carrier felt compassion for the cracked pot and asked why it seemed sad.  When the water carrier realized the pot felt that it’s flaws were bad, especially compared to the undamaged, perfect post, he asked the cracked pot to look down at the path where it leaked water everyday.

What do you see?  Asked the water carrier of the cracked pot.

I see flowers, replied the cracked pot.

Yes, said the water carrier, those flowers have sprouted along the path because you have been watering them.  Each day they become an offering of beautiful and grace upon the master’s table.

The cracked pot felt very happy to hear this and realized that what was imperfection was actually was just a beautiful way to serve.

So honor you imperfections you may have no idea how they may serve others.

Besides there is a lot of light that can shine through the cracks!

Wisdom from the Ancestors!