A water man in India had two big water pots, one hanging on each end of his yoke, which he carried around across his shoulder. One of the pots was cracked. While the good water pot could bring home a full pot of water from the faraway water spring, the cracked water pot could only bring back half a pot. For two years, this happened everyday.
The water man could only bring one and half pots of water to his master’s residence. Of course, the good water pot felt proud of his achievement as he was able to fulfill his duty perfectly. But the poor cracked water pot felt very embarrassed and sad because of its imperfection.
After two years being stressed by such failure, the cracked water pot said to the water man, “I am so embarrassed with myself, and I want to apologize to you.” “Why?” asked the water man. “Why are you embarrassed?” “For two years, I have only brought half of a full jug as I have a crack on my side that makes the water drip little by little along the way to master’s house. My defect has brought you disadvantages,” said the water pot.
The water man felt sorry for the cracked water pot and, in his compassion, he told the water pot, “Tomorrow when we return back to our master’s house, I’d like you to take notice of the beautiful flowers along the way.” Later, when they climbed up the hill, the cracked water pot looked around and saw that there are many beautiful flowers along the way and seeing them did console him a bit. But, at the end of the journey, his sad feeling returned as he had lost half the water he carried. Once more, he apologized to the water man.
The water man said to the water pot, “Did you realize that there were flowers along the way on your side, but there were none along the other pot’s side? It was because i have always been aware of your flaw and I made use of it. I planted flower seeds along the way on your side, and everyday as we walked home from the spring, you have watered them. For these two years, I have been able to pick those beautiful flowers to decorate our master’s table. Without you as who you are, our master’s house wouldn’t be as beautiful as it is now.”
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