Just last week I posted about the celebrations that happened in our little All Saints Road in London in 1994 when Nelson Mandela was elected as the first black president of the land in which I was raised. Tonight we heard that this great statesman has died. 95 years old, of which he spent 27 years in prison. In fact, he went to prison a few weeks after I was born in Namibia, and was only released around the time we left South Africa on our mission to London. wow. His “Long Walk to Freedom” was one of the most impacting books I have ever read, especially because I had been so deceived with what was really going on as I attended my whites only school and used the whites only public toilets…

As I’m sitting here listening to his incredible life story being remembered, I resolve to be a man who will keep walking out my own calling without compromise and short-cuts. To live above petty issues, majoring on the majors. The quote in the image below is from the speech he made at the end of the court-case where he was sentenced to life imprisonment in 1964. May his legacy linger long until the ideal for which he lived is fulfilled…