But the man who had received the one talent went off, dug a hole in the ground and hid his master’s money. ‘Master,’ he said, ‘I knew that you are a hard man, I was afraid I would lose your money, so I hid it in the earth. Look, here is your money back.’..His master replied, ‘You wicked, lazy servant! Matt 25:26
Looking back at the last 2 weeks, I have continuously stood in awe of the paralympians, their zeal, their tenacity, their dedication and inner strength to pull from within, to see beyond the physical far into the spiritual. The fallacy of this reality and sadly true, is that as an able body we seem to think we got it all together, ‘the lucky perfect breed’ vs the poor ‘disabled to be pitied breed’.
The irony is that we are the butt of the joke and I bet God sits on His throne, laughing at us the so called able body, ‘what a bunch of fools’ he says. Always ungrateful, always complaining, always bitter and selfishly self centred. Its a funkified breed of ‘me, myself and I.
Can you imagine us with two legs, sighted in perfect health, yet lazy, uninspiring and unmotivated. Depression has become a second nature, the inability to rise above our circumstances. I’ve come across some people who have got it all together with regards to their faculty but are the biggest moaners in the world!.
As we grow older, it’s not the things we did that we often regret, but the things we didn’t do. That’s why God created tomorrows for us.
I say thank you once again to the ‘angels of hope’ for lifting the torch of hope and lighting it for us all to see. God bless you all!
