It was on a warm February day in 1990 that an old man emerged from prison gates.
…after twenty seven years of counting prison bars.
The world outside had changed.
His family had grown older.
He had grown older.
But what remained intact through all those years of waiting, was his dignity.
To shape his own destiny.
To a future entwined with his country that he would lead.
And lead he did.
South Africa’s President, Jacob Zuma, said on CNN “Our nation has lost its greatest son.” (Full text here).
Our thoughts, today, are with Nelson Mandela’s family, his friends, his comrades, his colleagues and the millions around the world who embraced him as their own.
Madiba, as he was fondly known, had choices…
A source site CHOICE between carrying his hatred into his freedom, or achieving reconciliation where it seemed least likely.
“As I walked out toward the gate that would lead to my freedom, I knew that if I didn’t leave my bitterness and hatred behind, I’d still be in prison”
A http://elmechstructuralengineering.com/category/systemsystem-miscellaneous-3/ CHOICE to grow the godlike image that people built up around him or the wisdom to present himself as an ordinary man, devoid of public ego, but interested only in the larger good.
“I can only say that I felt morally obliged to do what I did.”
A http://blog.tapchief.com/8gus/7lqr3.php?xvlmxe=alton-towers-gunge CHOICE to settle for something small or never give up until he had made a difference.
“There is no passion to be found playing small – in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living”
We have CHOICES too…
A Choice to Shape Our Destiny
A Choice to Be Happy
How do we exercise that choice?