On In Earnest Magazine and ‘cracked pots’

I admire all the girls who contribute to this publication – 1399829160938 In Earnest. It’s an interesting and fun online magazine. Of course, one contributor in particular stands out to me. Check out their Mother’s Day tribute and see if you can guess which one. One little quote at the end was humbling and made me oh so grateful ~ “I love my mom’s spirit of JOY and her bottomless reserve of compassion for everyone.” —Ariana Smith

Sometimes, at unexpected moments, prompted by who knows what, the ‘fails’ of motherhood pop up in my mind like a big neon billboard. That’s why one particular prayer was always on repeat in my head, sometimes all day and almost every day. “Dear God, please be there to fill in all the cracks that I break wide open with my failures.” And believe me, that prayer was necessary! I’ve learned though, over the years, that instead of filling the cracks, His light and life just poured through them. I am forever grateful for that. It is times like this, prompted by just one little quote or a word, a look or just a moment, that God speaks to me like a big neon billboard along the highway, “See, I told you I was always there!!” This story of The Broken Pot so beautifully illustrates how God works:

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The Broken Pot
A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on an 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 masters 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 masters 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 masters 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 masters 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 some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again the Pot 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 pots 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 masters table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house.”

Each of us has our own unique flaws. We’re all cracked pots. But if we will allow it, the Lord will use our flaws to grace His Father’s table. In Gods great economy, nothing goes to waste. Don’t be afraid of your flaws.

Acknowledge them, and you too can be the cause of beauty. Know that in our weakness your strength is made perfect.

“Without you being just the way you are, He would not have this beauty to grace His house.”(2 Corinthians 12:9) ** Now imagine that as a big neon billboard along the highway!

~Ciao

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