Invictus

I often think we're sleeping on the great minds and stories of our time. Everyone has a story. These stories as prolific as they are go untold and unattested to. Invictus offers a cursory glimpse into the life of Nelson Mandela. It presents his strengths and weaknesses as a political figure.

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Christ is the master of my fate as I am a slave to him. He is the captain of my soul as I guided by His Spirit. Thank you Lord for wisdom.