on the end of a pole which he carried across his neck.
One of the pots had a crack in it, and 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 master's house the cracked pot arrived only half full.
delivering only one and a half pots full of water in his
master's house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud
of it's accomolishments, perfect to the end for which it
was made. But the poor craked pot was ashamed
of it's own inperfection, and miserable that it was able
to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.
failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the .
strean "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to
apologize to you." "Why?" asked the bearer. "What
are you ashamed of?" "I have been able, for these past
two years, to deliver only half my load because this
crack in my side causes water to leak out of all the way
back to your master's house.
and you don't get gull value from your efforts,"
the pot said.
The water bearer felt sorry for to old cracked pot,
and in his compassion he said, "As we return to
the master's house, I want you to notice the
beautiful flowers along the path."
took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild
flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it
some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad
because it had a leaked ou half it's load,and again it
apologized to the bearer for it failure.
were flowers only on your side of your path, but
not on the other pot's side? That's because I have
always known avout your flaw, and I took
advantage of it. I planted flowers seeds on your side
of the path, and every day while we walk back from
the stream, you've watered them.
flowers to decorate my master's table.
Without you being just the way you are, he would
not have this beauty to grace his house."
cracked pots. But if we will allow it, the LORD
will use our flaws to grace His Father's table
In God's great economy, nothing goes to waste.
