Those tiny cracks…

“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 master’s house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water in his master’s 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 master’s 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 master’s 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 somewhat. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again it 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 pot’s 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 master’s table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house.”

What are those ‘cracks’ you’re sad about?

Do you always feel like you’re not “good enough”?

I know. Most of us do. I’ve felt alot like that most times and if I told you that this post was more of a #NoteToSelf you’d probably not believe me.

We all have flaws, i have no idea what yours could be but what I know is, what seems like a flaw to you could be an incredible gift to someone else.
There is a way God will use those cracks or flaws to change someone around you. I’ve seen individuals who were once abused sexually, emotionally, physically, jump out of their bubble of hurt and reach out to others, talk about their experiences and helping those who are in similar situations. I’ve seen people use their flaws for a greater good.

So, don’t let that “cracked bucket” let you down. Embrace who you are, flaws and all because at the end of the day, there is someone who loves that authentic version of you and are counting on you.

Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let the light in.”

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