Today is the world championship fight between Floyd Mayweather and Connor McGregor.  Millions will be watching the fight and millions of dollars are being wagered (wasted) in Las Vegas.

            Who is going to win? Everyone asks.

            My answer:  Who cares? Champions come and go and all of them will soon be forgotten. Nobody remembers the champions from yesteryears. Their fame and their money are gone and they are now too old to fight.

            Are Christians ever too old to keep fighting? I have felt like that lately. I have been knockdown several times in the past few weeks and sometimes I don’t have the strength or the will to get up again.

            When boxers get knockdown, they have people in their corner telling them to get up again. It is good for a boxer to know that he is not alone in the ring. It is good to have people around you to clean your cuts, to give you water, to dry your sweat and to motivate you to stay in the fight until you win.

            We are also in a fight. Every day we must fight,

           “…not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age,                                                                      against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.” (Ephesians 6:14)

            Our enemy is numerous and strong. We must,

             “Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour.” (1 Peter 5:8)

           We will be attacked almost every day one way or the other. We may suffer persecution or endure temptation or even be knockdown by personal attacks. There is very little we can do about that. We have little or no control over our circumstances or the people that surround us and sometimes we can barely control ourselves.

           Nevertheless, there are voices calling for us in our “corner.” I can hear the Holy Spirit convicting me of my sin and sinful reactions; I can remember the Word of God reassuring me about the future; I can listen to Jesus telling me to get up and follow him and I can feel the love of the Father all around.

            I need to stop writing now because I need to get up again…and fight

           Alexander Gonzalez

            

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