brainhack:
FEEL GOOD ABOUT WHO YOU ARE

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck.

One of the pots had a crack in it 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 house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.

Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do. After 2 years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."

The old woman smiled, "Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?" "That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them." "For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."

Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.

So, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path.

uzuede4:
Nice story. Looking for the good in people will help us maintain healthy and loving relationships with them. when we make people around us feel comfortable irrespective of their short comings, they will also learn to treat us same way.( Matt7:12).
Learning to accept people for who they are, will help boost our self confidence as they also accept us for who we are. Love from the heart will help us apply this simple principle maintain our peace of mind.

poetictwenty:
WHEN I'M GONE - Joseph ogbonna Ohuche(2018)

A day comes that I will be "called to glory"
And all about me will become history.
My deeds will be told by Friends and foes,
But, no matter how the story goes,
"Always believe it"
Believe more the ones told by my foes,
Especially,those I stepped on their toes;
They have my wrongs written on their hearts,
And their tongue will sing it to every ear on Earth.
Learn from the stories the man not to be.
I have my flaws which might die with me:
My flaws fueled my failures,
Learn from it to brighten your future.
Even if I spend my years chasing perfection,
I will still die a man with imperfections.

TheSourcerer:
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brainhack:
The Nomad and The Hummingbird

-1-
Sizzle, Sizzle
Around the time the harsh sun rose up into the sky and shone upon the land
The hummingbird appeared before the nomad again
Who was exhausted from walking
“Nomad, please listen to my song one more time”
No matter how hard the nomad tried to shoo the bird away
It refused to leave his side.
“If I can get you to lie again, will you listen to my song once more?”
“I already told you, I’m on this journey to die. I have no reason to lie anymore”
The frustrated nomad was sure he could win this time
--and agreed to the hummingbird’s terms
“Why do you want to die?”
“I may have the eyes to you, ears to hear your song and a mouth to speak to you but I’ve lost everything else.”
And then, the hummingbird replied, “No, You also have the hands to shoo me away and legs to take you on this journey.”
“Yes, you are right. You win again.”
And so, the nomad listened to the hummingbird’s song once more
This song was even more beautiful than the last and the nomad felt solace in his heart.
The hummingbird seemed satisfied as it finished its song and then flew off into the wind.

-2-
Just around the time the sun began to fall and dyed the earth red
The nomad continued on his journey and found the hummingbird dying
He could have just walked by
But the nomad stopped and spoke to the hummingbird
“Say, Hummingbird. I may have the eyes to see you, ears to hear your song, a mouth to speak to you, the hands to shoo you away, and the legs to take me on this journey, but I’ve lost everything else.”
“I truly have nothing else.”
And then dying hummingbird replied in a faint voice, “That is a lie. You have a past to regret, a present you can choose and an undetermined future. To a soul that is dying like me, you still have everything left in this world.”
“Yes, you are right. You win again. Now, sing for me.”
The nomad sat down next to the bird, awaiting its song, but he doesn’t hear a thing. The hummingbird had already passed on.

-3-
The nomad buried the humming bird on the side of the road and sung the hummingbird’s song as if to mourn its loss.
He found that singing that song eased his soul.
Eventually, he had finally reached the ocean.
The nomad asked the quiet ocean as it reflected the starry sky, “I am a nomad who walked a long way to get here. Could you grant me my wish?”
The ocean splashed a small wave and replied, “Those who come here with wishes ask for the same things, money, fame or death. Which do you desire?”
Then the nomad replied with a beaming face, I once had everything, so I desire none of those things
“I just want to be shown the way back home.”

TheSourcerer:
Beautifully and carefully thought of .impressive really

brainhack:


It is but I can’t take credit for it. Its was copied from an anime Megalobox. The narrator told the story as relating to the life of one the protagonist.

brainhack:
HE STILL SPEAKS

A young man had been to Wednesday night Bible Study. The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord's voice. The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does God still speak to people?"

After service he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several different ones talked about how God had led them in different ways. It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "God.. If you still speak to people speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey."

As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought, stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, "God is that you?" He didn't get a reply and started on toward home. But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk. The young man thought about Samuel and how he didn't recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli. "Okay, God, in case that is you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk.

He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home. As he passed Seventh street, he again felt the urge, "Turn down that street." This is crazy he thought and drove on past the intersection.

Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street. At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh. Half jokingly, he said out loud, "Okay, God, I will". He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop.

He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed.

Again, he sensed something, "Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street." The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep.

He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat. "Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid."

Again, he felt like he should go and give the milk. Finally, he opened the door, "Okay God, if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something but if they don't answer right away, I am out of here."
He walked across the street and rang the bell.

He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, Who is it? What do you want?" Then the door opened before the young man could get away.

The man was standing there in his jeans and t-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger standing on his doorstep. "What is it?" The young man thrust out the gallon of milk,"Here, I brought this to you."

The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway speaking loudly in Spanish. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face. The man began speaking and half crying, "We Were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk."

His wife in the kitchen yelled out, "I ask him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?" The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man's hand.

He turned and walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face. He knew that God still answers prayers.