This morning I woke up from a dream and felt that I knew what the Talent was in the parable - Faith. I had been having such a strong dream about my Faith. I knew I must feed it and exercise it. In my dream it was another part of me, not originally part of me but merged into me.
This may have come from my nightly prayer in which I always thank God for giving me my Faith. I regard it as a most treasured gift, without which I could not commune with Him, or even praise His name.
Does anyone else see that parable this way?
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