I know for myself, I need to remember this and once 
in a while be reminded that we are all cracked pots 
with a purpose.  

----Original Message-----

A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung 
on each 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 masters 

For two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering 
only one and a half pots full of water in his masters house. 

Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, 
perfect to the end 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 two 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." 

"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 all the way back to your masters house. Because of my 
flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full 
value from your efforts." , the pot said. 

The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his 
compassion he said, "As we return to the masters house, 
I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path." 
Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot 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 leaked out half its 
load, and so again the Pot apologized to the bearer for its failure. 

The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers 
only on your side of your path, but not on the other pots side? That's 
because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage 
of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day 
while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two 
years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate 
my masters table. Without you being just the way you are, he 
would not have this beauty to grace his house."  

Each of us has our own unique flaws. We re all cracked pots. 
But if we will allow it, the Lord will use our flaws to grace His
Fathers table. In Gods great economy, nothing goes to waste. 
Don't be afraid of your flaws. Acknowledge them, and you too 
can be the cause of beauty. Know that in our weakness we 
find our strength.