How many of us could forgive our enemies, time and time again?
How many of us could spend thirty years in prison and emerge ready to make peace?
How many of us could allow a small group of people to oppress our own, larger, group, sometimes brutally, then when we finally have a chance to take vengeance, insist that our people accept the smaller group as neighbors instead?
How many of us could hold to our purpose when so many others think we’re wrong? When so many others don’t understand how, or more importantly why, we insist on our course over the one they would prefer?
How many of us have the courage to change our world?
Nelson Mandela showed us: at least one.
We lost a great man yesterday. He lived a long, purposeful life and died true to his principles.
We should have the courage to honor his memory.