Long ago, there was a farmer in a village. He used to go out in the morning and take away clean water from the waterfalls. For this work, he used to take two big jars with him, which he used to hang in the stove and hang both on his shoulder. One of them was blown from somewhere, and the second one was right. Because of this, reaching home every day - only one and a half kilogram of water was available near the farming farmer. This was going on for two years. The right pitcher was proud of the fact that the whole water of the whole water reaches the house and there is no shortage in it; the other side was embarrassed by the fact that only half of the water gets to the house and the farmer's hard work Goes waste. The thoughtful thing happened to be very disturbed by thinking of all this, and one day he did not stay with him, he said to the farmer, "I'm embarrassed myself and want to apologize to you?"
Why? The farmer asked, "What are you embarrassed?"
"Maybe you do not know but I am broken from one place, and for the last two years, I should reach half the amount of water I should have reached, this is a huge shortage in me, and because of this your hard work was "The broken pot is sad," said the dreaded pitcher. The farmer was a little sad to hear about the pitcher and said, "No matter, I want you to look at the beautiful flowers falling in the way while returning today." The jar did the same, he came across the beautiful flowers. After doing this, his sadness got away but when he reached the house - after reaching it half the water had fallen, he was disappointed and apologized to the farmer.
The farmer said, "Maybe you did not notice all the flowers in the entire path were just on your side, there was not even a single flower on the right pitcher. That's because I always knew the shortcomings in you, and I took advantage of it. I had sown the flowers of flowery flowers on the paths towards you, you used to irrigate them a little bit everyday and make the whole path so beautiful. Because of you today, I can offer these flowers to God and make my house beautiful. Do you think if you were not as if you were able to do all this? "
Friends, there is no shortage in all of us, but these shortcomings make us unique. Like that farmer, we must accept everybody as he is and should focus on his goodness, and when we do this then the "scattered pottery" will also become valuable from
