There are times in our lives when we may not feel qualified or good enough to do what God calls us to do. Maybe because we are ashamed of ourselves, ashamed of who we are or who we have become.
The other day, I found the following short story that reminds us that everything has a purpose. I am copying it from this website if you would like to go there: The Cracked Pot • Moral Stories
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”. The bearer asked, “Why? What are you ashamed of?” The Pot replied, “For these past two years I am able to deliver only half of 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 don’t get full value for your efforts”.
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.” 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.”
Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We’re all cracked pots. In this world, nothing goes to waste. You may think like the cracked pot that you are inefficient or useless in certain areas of your life, but somehow these flaws can turn out to be a blessing in disguise.”
Now, the pot's situation in this story was not hopeless, because with the help of its owner's imaginative mind, could have been used for other things as well. Perhaps it could have remade it into some beautiful?
Consider this one:
Of course, this story is that, just a story. But if we think about it in terms of who God made us, it becomes truth.
He who made all things beautiful can take the most broken parts of each of us can also turn us into useful, and vital beings. After all, I think that he must have quite the imagination to have created some types of people.
Despite our own shame of who we are, he takes all of our cracks and makes us who he designed us to be in the first place.
And so the next time you feel ashamed or down on yourself in any way, remember God can make you beautiful if you let Him.
Thanks for coming by today, Friends. Have a blessed weekend!
