Some good wisdom story...
An elderly woman had 2 large pots each hung on the end of a pole she carried across her neck
One of the pots had a crack in it ,the other was perfect & always deliverd a full portion of water.
At the end of long walk from the steam to the house , the cracked pot arrived only half full..
For full 2 years this went daily with the woman bringing home only one & half pots of water..
Ofcourse the perfect pot was proud of his accompilshments,But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection.
After 2 years of what perceived to b a bitter failure it spoke to the woman oneday :
"Iam ashamed of myself bcoz of this crack in my side caused water leak all way back to your home.."
The old woman smiled : "Did u notice that there are flowers on your side of the path but not on the other pot s side!!? thats coz i have known about your flow so i planted flower seeds on your side of path , every day while we walk you water them & for 2 years i been able to pick these beautiful flowers.., without you being just the way you are there wuldnt be this beauty to grace the house.."
Each of us has his own unique flow..
But its the cracks & flows we each have makes our lives together very interseting & rewarding..
Youve just got to take each person for what they are & look for good in them.
TO ALL MY CRACKPOT FRIENDS HAVE A GREAT DAY & REMEMBER TO SMELL THE FLOWERS ON YOUR SIDE OF PATH...