Leavers' Service (our last church service as undergrads) was earlier today and amidst the dancing, the fun, and emotions, I'd want to be the party pooper and share the story of a man named Albert.
Albert was born on March 14, 1897, in Ulm Germany to an electrical engineer. Like all fathers then, Albert's father hoped that Albert would grow to pick up from him and become an electrical engineer. I mean he even owned an electrical shop. Albert's life path was clear.
Imagine the grave disappointment Albert's dad felt when he realized that his son was what you could call a retard. Here, you have an extremely slow learner who didn't even speak till he was 4 years old and couldn't write till he was 7! Yes, seven years!
To make matters worse, and dampen all hope in him, Albert eventually got dispelled from school and was denied admission into Zurich Polytechnic. Unmoved, Albert emigrated to the United States where he lived as a refugee for two years. You'd think Albert's story gets brighter from here but I'm here to disappoint you some more. It doesn't.
After he got married, Albert had a less-than-perfect family life, and he even had trouble getting a job. He died later on in life after a blood vessel burst near his heart. And sadly his family was even treated to an incomplete body as he had a body part taken out.
Complete waste! Or is it?
Albert Einstein, the German-born retard is responsible for some of the biggest contributions to Morden day physics - winning the Nobel prize in the end. His contributions to physics have brought lots of clarity to previously confusing phenomena.
But why am I even sharing this?
In the world out there you would feel exasperation a lot of times. In those moments, it might be so easy to sell yourself a story of misery and despair. Even Einstein and Newton can be projected as total failures if you only look in that direction.
You're created in the image of an awesome God! You are not a failure! You don't have a pathetic life. Your entire being speaks of glory, power, and of might. Remember this each time you sink into moments of despair. In the long run, doctors would find your brain worthy enough to be harvested and studied.
Good evening Ghana!
