The Cracked Pot
ďFor our present troubles are small and wonít last very long. Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever!Ē1
A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on opposite ends 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 masterís house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For two full years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water in his masterís 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 masterís house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you donít 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 masterís 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 wildflowers 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 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 potís side? Thatís 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, youíve watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my masterís table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house."2
We all have our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. Many times, it can be discouraging, and we may feel like we are not fulfilling our purpose. But if we allow it, the Lord will use our flaws to grace His Fatherís table. God will use us just as we are if we are willing.
Suggested prayer: Dear God, thank you for choosing to use me despite my imperfections. I ask that you allow me to focus on the things I can do, instead of what I canít do, and do it with all my might for your glory. Thank you for hearing and answering my prayer. In Jesusí name, amen.
2 Corinthians 4:17 (NLT).
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