Although the circumstances are wildly different, the principles of this flashback post are so relevant to my life right now. Every now and then I actually start chuckling out loud at the absurdity of this season in my life. It's been full of such amazing opportunity, however it has also been riddled with shock, injustice, and confusion. I can see God with me in all of it and I praise Him for every day I am able to wake up and face the trials head on.
It's been a few weeks since I have posted here cause I've been a little busy absorbing the punches, however this is the first step towards the comeback. This #flashback post may only be a soft right jab, but it's also a sign that the dope has been roped and I'm ready to fight back.
It is my prayer that this old post speaks new words of life into you!
I want to talk about the sport of boxing. I’m quite sure everyone has at least a vague idea of what boxing is, but if not here’s a quick run down. Boxing is a sport consisting typically of 12 rounds in which two opponents exchange punches with the intention of weakening the other fighter to the point of a knock-out. If the fight goes the whole 12 rounds, it comes down to the judges vote. Or perhaps if you aren’t loving the pain, you’re free to throw in the towel.
In between rounds there is a one minute interval that allows the fighters to head to their respective corners to get patched up by their crew, take a moment to rest, and listen to their cornerman. The cornerman is like a guru and hype man put into one. They are there to instruct and share solid advice and they are there to pump the fighter up to get them ready to endure another round.
I started thinking about life and boxing when I came across a boxing strategy called rope-a-dope. The technique of this strategy is to cover up against the ropes to allow the opponent to become exhausted by the punches they are throwing, which eventually leaves them unable to defend themselves effectively later in the match resulting in a likely defeat. It’s essentially taking a losing position temporarily in order to set up a final victory down the line.
Lately I’ve been in a boxing match with life and it hasn’t been going well for me — the bookies definitely would recommend you place your bets on life! It seems that just after I get over a sickness, I’ll get hit with another one. Then I get hit with an unfortunate back injury that put me out for a couple days and provided misery for many more. Add in some quick jabs to my will and emotions and you’ll find me swollen and worn out. One thing after and another had me beginning to look for the towel.
I have no clue how I stumbled across this boxing strategy, but as I read the short description I realized I was taking life’s punches far too stiffly. I was expecting too much of myself and I was trying to be something I couldn’t be given the situation. I was worn out, injured, and sick yet was attempting everything I would attempt if I were Iron Man. Obviously it wasn’t working out which only left me more battered and bruised!
Next thing you know, the end-of-round bell rings and I am back in my corner to rest. Unexpectedly, I received a message from a dear old friend — the cornerman in this case — and was it ever what I needed to hear. It pumped me up like crazy and, to be honest, is probably the reason I summoned the strength to write this very post! It was a simple message, yet so meaningful to me.
I hope you’re not in the ring at the moment, but if you are don’t give up. Keep fighting the fight, no matter what it is. The 12 rounds will pass, so use those ropes and absorb those blows. Let me be your cornerman for a second and remind you that you are unbelievably special, gifted, and called upon to walk a unique God-designed path. The Cornerman is cheering you on and so am I.
Oh, and if you’re reaching for that towel, I want you to grab it, wipe off your face, put it back down and fight the next round.
Recommended Verses: Hebrews 12:1-3