For my Crackpot friends. :o)

This story was part of my Bible Study lesson on Thursday. I had to share it...enjoy!

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 walk 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 2 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 crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell
the flowers on your side of the path!