On His Blindness by John Milton

MY folks were visiting last week and my dad said he had heard the words, "They also serve who only stand and wait."  I googled them and it is a wonderful poem by John Milton.  He wrote this after he became blind reflecting on his disability.  But there are so many implications, thoughts, and potential intentions.  I think it goes along with Easter and Lent as well.  (ps:  I don't quite GET it all... I'm going to have to read this one several times over the next few weeks.)

When I consider how my light is spent

Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,

And that one Talent which is death to hide

Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent

To serve therewith my Maker, and present

My true account, lest He returning chide,

"Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?"

I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent

That murmur, soon replies, "God doth not need

Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best

Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state

Is kingly: thousands at his bidding speed,

And post o'er land and ocean without rest;

They also serve who only stand and wait."