The phrase “float like a butterfly, sting like a bee” was
coined by Muhammad Ali. He is thought of as one of the greatest boxers of all
time. Now I’m not much of a sports fan, but, boxing intrigues me. I’ve watched
many matches through the cracks of my fingers as my hand covers my eyes. It’s strange how
something so gruesome can be so appealing.
One punch seems hard to take and yet these fighters endure
blow after blow. The bell dings and each person proceeds to separate corners. They
both get a short reprieve as their trainer imparts wisdom, offers encouragement
and cleans up wounds. The bell dings again and they are
back at it. One of the most thrilling parts is watching someone who we think is
completely done, rise up from the ground they once lay on, look at their
opponent, and say with their eyes “oh, it’s on.”
Life can be so much like a boxing ring. A few months ago,
our family faced one battle after another. After our faces met the fist a few
times, instead of saying “oh, it’s on,” it was more like “oh, come on!” Ever
been there? Where you start asking the question “Why?” “Why, God, are you
punishing me?” “Why won’t the dark clouds part?” “Why do I have to keep facing such
opposition?”
Each one of us will face our own trials or rounds I should say, for the
sake of this blog. Some last briefly and others seem unending. We may bring these
fights on ourselves and other times get sucker punched. Either way, what
matters most is how we respond. It’s easier to give up when weary. It's harder to
get back up and persevere. But God, our ultimate
trainer, urges us to. Whatever battle you have faced, are facing or will face
is no surprise to God. He is always in our corner waiting for us to come to
Him. He takes no pleasure in punishing but He does allow our circumstances to instruct
and strengthen us. “No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful.
Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those
who have been trained by it.” – Hebrews 12:11.
The boxer doesn’t step into the ring for their first fight
after one day of training. They’ve already gone through some agony to get where they are. They've prepared for the main event. It’s the same with us. Romans 5 tells us that that
“suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character
produces hope.” The difference is the boxer’s hope is in winning to receive
recognition for himself. The Christian’s hope should be on nothing of this
world, but rather in Jesus, to whom all glory and honor go.
So, the next time we find ourselves in the ring, may we take
comfort in knowing we aren’t there alone. Just listen for the bell to ding and head towards the trainer.
Father in Heaven,
Thank you for being all knowing, all loving and always here, whether I feel it or not. Help me to fight the good fight and not give in to anything that displeases you or lose faith. Forgive me when I lose sight of you. In Jesus' name, Amen.
Father in Heaven,
Thank you for being all knowing, all loving and always here, whether I feel it or not. Help me to fight the good fight and not give in to anything that displeases you or lose faith. Forgive me when I lose sight of you. In Jesus' name, Amen.
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