I Coulda Been a Contender

Boxing great Muhammad Ali died last week. His death reminded me how, as a young girl, I loved to watch boxing matches. I am not sure what about boxing I enjoyed so much. As an adult I can’t seem to stomach it.

Perhaps the idea of vieing for the ultimate title of Champion of the World was appealing. I did like the whole idea of winning and being the center of attention. Or perhaps it was the way the opponents would pound one another and somehow withstand the blows. They would knock each other senseless and after a brief respite between rounds bounce back ready to go again.

Something within me responded positively to this battle, this ability of a human being to fight on when most dare not even get into the ring. I think the fierce tenacity of these boxers inspired me. They were contenders; warriors battling in the physical for the ultimate prize. What a visual of one thing we all have needed to do at some point in our lives; contend.

I don’t often hear or use the word contend. Maybe the words, argue, battle, struggle or fight get better play these days. But I like the word contend because sometimes life can feel like a boxing match. We hit and get hit. We battle back only to get hit again. We are contenders, often contending for relationships, health, faith, justice, love, truth or peace of mind.

So, what are you contending for today?

You may feel like you have suffered a blow you can’t recover from. Life is difficult and you may be exhausted. But the good news is, unlike boxing, you do not need to be in the ring alone. The World Champion has our back and is contending for us. And what’s more, when we align ourselves with Him, He contends with us. We can battle and fight on because of Him.

So, contend dear one.  Contend!

Unhindered…live the masterpiece!

“Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit says the LORD.” Zechariah 4:6