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> Date: October 28, 2010 9:55:49 AM EDT
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> Subject: Fwd: Today, Thursday, October 28, 2010
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> Subj: Today, Thursday, October 28, 2010
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> October 28: We’re all cracked pots–and Thank God we are.
> This is October, the 10th month of the year;
> • The 10th Tradition reads: Alcoholics Anonymous has no opini
> on on outside issues; hence the A.A. name ought never be drawn into
> public controversy.
> • The 10th Step: Continued to take personal inventory and whe
> n we were wrong promptly admitted it.
> • The 10th Promise: Fear of people and of economic insecuri
> ty will leave us.
> _________
>
> Thought for the Day
> What other rewards have come to me as a result of my new way of
> living? Each one of us can answer this question in many ways. My
> relationship with my spouse or companion is on an entirely new
> plane. The total selfishness is gone and more cooperation has taken
> its place. My home is a home again. Understanding has taken the
> place of misunderstanding, recriminations, bickering, and
> resentment. A new companionship had developed which bodes well for
> the future. “There are homes where fires burn and there is bread, l
> amps are lit and prayers are said. Though people falter through the
> dark and nations grope, with God Himself back of these little homes
> , we still can hope.” Have I come home?
>
> Meditation for the Day
> We can bow to God’s will in anticipation of the thing happening whic
> h will, in the long run, be the best for all concerned. It may not
> always seem the best thing at the present time, but we cannot see as
> far ahead as God can. We do not know how His plans are laid, we on
> ly need to believe that if we trust Him and accept whatever happens
> as His will in a spirit of faith, everything will work out for the b
> est in the end.
>
> Prayer for the Day
> I pray that I may not ask to see the distant scene. I pray that one
> step may be enough for me.
>
> Source: Twenty-Four Hours a Day, Richmond Walker, Copyright © 1975,
> Hazeldon Foundation, printed in the USA. Editor’s note: This book
> was compiled by Richmond Walker (1892–1965) of the Group at Daytona
> Beach, Florida. I get the text from the following website: http://www.anonymityone.com/h24/0403EN.htm
> Note 4 numbers after “h24/”: the first two are the day of the
> month and the second two are the month. Example: To get daily read
> ing for December 21st, you would change the URL to http://www.anonymityone.com/h24/2112EN.htm
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> Subject: Chinese parable
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> A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of
> a pole which he carried across his 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 bearer delivering
> only one and a half pots full of water to his house.
>
> Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments,
> perfect 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 2 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 because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the
> way back to your house."
>
> The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers
> only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?
> That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted
> flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk
> back, you've watered 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"
>
> Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots.
>
> 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.