our struggles have a cosmic pupose

> A man went to a shop, picked up a beautiful cup and
> said " My God ! this cup is so beautiful.''
>
> Suddenly the cup started talking to the man.''oh,
> man, I am beautiful right now, but what was the
> state of my being before the pot maker made me so
> beautiful ?'
>
> I was sheer mud when the potter pulled me out from
> mother earth. I felt wreathed in tremendous pain
> while being separated from mother earth. But the
> potter said , 'JUST WAIT '. Then he churned me. I
> felt giddy when I was churned, and asked him 'Why
> are you so cruel ? ' The potter said ' JUST WAIT
> '.Then he put me into an oven and heated me up. I
> felt completely burnt. There was tremendous pain and
> I asked him again ' Why are you so cruel ? ' He said
> ' JUST WAIT '
>
> After that he poured hot paint on me n I felt the
> fumes and irritation.I again asked him 'Why are you
> so cruel ? ' He said again ' JUST WAIT '. he put me
> into an oven and heated me to make me strong, I felt
> life was so pain ful hence pleaded with the potter
> to leave me free. he said 'JUST WAIT '. And finally
> he took me to a mirror and said ' Now look at
> yourself''. Lo, What a change ! I found myself so
> beautiful. ''
>
> We have to wait ; our struggles have a cosmic
> purpose. When pur agenda is not fulfilled, it gives
> us pain. But universe has its own plans. We have to
> wait and make our struggles sacred.Greatness lies
> not in being strong but in the right use of scared
> strength.