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**Ubuntu and the Overflowing Cup**


 From my little corner of Akasia, Pretoria, I’ve watched the city unfold around me, a vibrant tapestry woven with threads of both beauty and harsh reality. I've seen the stark inequalities, the gleaming malls juxtaposed against the desperate faces in the streets. And it’s in that contrast that the meaning of *Ubuntu* – and the overflowing cup – hits me with a force that leaves me breathless.

*Ubuntu*. "I am because we are." It's more than a phrase; it's a way of life woven into the very fabric of our being, a challenge and a promise. It’s the woman selling vetkoek outside my local Spar, her smile brighter than the morning sun, despite the obvious struggles etched on her face. It's the neighbour who brings over koeksisters after a tough week, a silent offering of solidarity. It’s the community pulling together after a storm, sharing what little they have, restoring what was lost.

But *Ubuntu* is also a confrontation. It challenges my comfortable existence in Akasia. It asks: Am I truly living this interconnectedness? Am I simply a thread in the tapestry, or am I actively weaving it? Am I allowing my blessings to overflow, or am I hoarding them, like that foolish servant burying his talent?

I remember a time, a few years ago, when I felt the sting of this truth most acutely. I was consumed by my own ambitions, driven by a relentless pursuit of success. My “cup,” so to speak, was full… but only for myself. I was climbing that solitary peak, ignoring the valleys below, the faces blurred in the distance. The overflowing wasn't happening.

Then came the day I volunteered at a local soup kitchen. It wasn't some grand, heroic gesture; it was simply a few hours on a Saturday morning. But the experience shattered my self-centered world. The gratitude in the eyes of those I served, the shared laughter and stories, the simple act of sharing a meal— it filled me with a joy far surpassing any personal achievement. My "cup" overflowed, not with material possessions, but with a profound sense of purpose and connection. It was in that moment, surrounded by the quiet dignity of those I was serving, that I truly understood the law of Christ: carrying each other's burdens.

The parable of the talents isn't just a story; it’s a mirror reflecting our own hearts. Are we investing our gifts – our time, our talents, our resources – to build God's kingdom, or are we hoarding them, afraid of losing something? Are we allowing the love of Christ to flow through us, overflowing into the lives of others? Or are we keeping it contained, preserving it only for ourselves?

The choice, my friends, is ours. From the streets of Akasia to the bustling heart of Pretoria, the call to *Ubuntu*, to the overflowing cup, is clear. Let us answer it, not with grand pronouncements, but with small, consistent acts of love, generosity, and service. Let our lives be a testament to the transformative power of a faith that compels us to share, to connect, and to live not for ourselves, but for one another.


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