While writing yesterday’s post about ability, I came across this old parable by an unknown author entitled “Cracked Pots.” Those of us who are less than perfect can appreciate this piece and be encouraged by it.
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. Continue reading
