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You are Beautiful

Once there was a piece of clay that a potter had....

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     Uncle Roop Singh tells us of a time when
a boy came to him. The boy was thinking of cutting his hair because people
were making in fun of him for being a boy with long hair. So uncle Roop told him a story:

     Once
there was a potter who took some clay and started squashing it. He kept
squashing the clay for a long time and the whole time the clay kept yelling
“Please stop it, stop it!” Maybe he was being mean to the clay! Then
the potter took the clay and put it on a wheel. He started spinning the
clay. The clay said “Please stop it, I'm getting dizzy, I beg you stop!” but the potter
continued spinning and spinning the clay until it came in to the shape
of a cup.

     Now the potter very gently took the cup. He handled it with
great care and put the cup in a kiln. The cup was having a hard time understanding
how the potter was being so kind and caring this moment, and just a bit ago
he was hurting him and also making him dizzy. Inside the kiln huge flames rose up from everywhere.
The cup started screaming “Please stop it, let me out of here, I'm burning, I beg you
stop it!!!” The potter just looked at him and smiled and said “No, no,
not yet.” After the flames went out, the potter very gently took the cup out of the kiln.

     Now he lovingly put the cup on a table. Then he got out his paint set. He started stroking
the cup with his brush. Now the cup started laughing “Hahahaha, stop it,
that tickles! Stop it, hahahahaha, stop it!” But the potter just said
“No, no, no, not yet,” and continued painting for a while longer.

     Now
the potter brought the cup to the fires of the kiln again. Again the cup
yelled “Stop it, please stop it, I'm burning again, I beg you, stop it!” and again the potter
said “No, no, no, not yet.” After a long while the flames stopped and
the potter gently took the cup out of the kiln. He placed the cup on the
table in front of a mirror. When the cup saw the mirror he said “Wow that’s
beautiful!!”

    
The potter said “Yes it is beautiful, it’s you. I made you
beautiful.” The potter explained to the cup that if he had listened to
his cries of “Stop it, that hurts,” when he was kneading the clay, the
clay wouldn't be able to go on the spinning wheel. People would just
see a hard clump of clay and throw it in the trash.
If he had stopped when the clay said, "Stop it, I'm dizzy!", the soft
clay wouldn't have ever been shaped in to a cup. People would see some
unshaped clay and throw it in the trash. If he had listened when the
cup said, "Stop, I'm burning!" from the fire in the kiln the first
time, no one would
ever be able to use the cup. He would've just been an unfinished cup
with a
bunch of cracks. People would just pick up the cracked cup and throw
him in the trash. When the cup said, "Stop, it tickles," if
the potter stopped painting him, he would have an unfinished design on
him. People would see the cup with only some art on it and they would
throw
it away. If he had stopped from putting him in the kiln the second
time,
the paint wouldn’t have stuck. When people would wash the cup, all the
paint would come off, then they’d throw the cup with no paint in the
trash.
But now the cup went through everything and was finished. Now all
anyone can say is “Wow, how beautiful!"

     We are also made beautifully like the cup. Our Creator has certainly made
us just right. We are beautiful just the way we are. If we show ourselves
as complete w

Storyteller:  Roop Singh
Age ranges:  1 - 6, 13 - 17, 7 - 12