Never Forget that Everyone Makes a Difference. Everyone.

I came across this and thought this was worth sharing with you.  Hope everyone has a great weekend!  God Bless. 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 walks 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 two 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 “not so perfect” friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!

Strengthn1~

 

How beautiful that was!  I read the first paragraph and started to cry, I am in the library so I had to keep some composure, lol.  Actually it reminds me of a book that I received from the love of my life in July 2007 called "MY BEAUTIFUL BROKEN SHELL"  In fact, I have picked it up off of my night-table, where it has been for several weeks and read it everyday.  It sits with my photo album that my daughter made me last year with pics and a locket of my sister's hair.  I cant think of any other more important pieces of literature and love that those two items represent.

 

My faith in this person is stronger than every and it comes at a good time in my life when I really need good signs.  I have gone through some life changes and wouldn't you know, I hear from him, he must always intuitively know I need him.

 

Thank you so much for sharing this with us.  I cant think of a better gift for a long weekend alone.  You are the best!!!!!!!!

 

You give me faith for better dayz!!!!