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- The parable of the talent is more real than we want to believe. One of the common parables of Jesus is known to be of a master travelling to a far country. He gives talents to his servants and upon coming required of them returns. The gifts of each of the servants returned a fold of its own kind but for the one with the least. He pays no attention to his talent and disregards it by hiding it. The master comes, requires of his talent and the returns and finds out that, this one servant bore no fruits. Such act of ‘cautiousness’ and ‘safe-keeping’ of the servant was regarded as wicked and unfaithful by the master who ceases his one talent and gives it to the one with the most. I am tempted to thinking in my wild minds that, this servant comes from my homeland because with all we have been given we do nothing with it. And scared more so, for what shall our judgement of these treasures and beauty be?
- Fairyland are built from nothing anyway. Disneyland, a story that will always be told. An awe built from but an imagination of a man who visited a park with his daughters. In Walter E. Disney words about the land of his creation, he said,”To all who come to this happy place: Welcome. Disneyland is your land. Here age relieves fond memories of the past, and here youth may savor the challenges and promise and promise of the future. Disneyland is dedicated to the ideals, the dreams, and the hard facts that have created America, with the hope that it will be a source of joy and inspiration to all the world.” In this story of Disney and the hard compelling facts of our reality of disregarded beauty, I still share hope because change starts with a mindset. Beauty is built with dreams and hopes as foundational Pillars.
- The gate through which our shame may be rolled off is putting our imaginations to work. I could not imagine people found space within own imaginative space to heap rubbish by such beautiful water bodies. I could barely find something critically thought through that took my breath away, rather I gasped with surprise how much waste beauty has been put to. I do not intend to be unnecessarily critical about this town but to bring to bear the need to put our imaginations to work. This is but a case in point, and in many cases much more severe negligence are paraded with relish. We barely care least notice and do anything about it.
I pray we may find an inspiration to stretch our minds towards that which is of beauty and to press on towards making beauty happen for Africa.