Scouts-L Mail Archive for February of 1999: Scoutmaster's Minute: The Cracked Pot
Scoutmaster's Minute: The Cracked Pot
Blaine S Nay
Fri, 19 Feb 1999 08:15:22 -0800
Subject: Cracked Pot
A Water Bearer in India had two large pots; each hung on each end of a
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
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 to his master's house. Of course, the
perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for
it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own
and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had
made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure,
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
your master's house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this
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 master's 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
had leaked out half its load, and so again it apologized to the bearer
The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only
your side of your path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because
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
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."
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 God's great economy, nothing goes to waste. So as we seek ways to
minister together, and as God calls you to the tasks He has appointed for
you, don't be afraid of your flaws. Acknowledge them, and allow Him to
advantage of them, and you, too, can be the cause of beauty in His
Go out boldly, knowing that in our weakness we find His strength, and
"In Him every one of God's promises is a Yes."
Blaine Nay, NL7EL, Silverdale, WA, USA