The bell echoes
through the auditorium as the crowd cheers ecstatically with amazement ,
passion and a conclusive judgment on the outcome of the game. the eleventh
round is about to begin, Joe turn the crowds favorite has delivered as
expected, ''it was impossible for John to
defeat him, his a disadvantaged black''....with no less than ten minutes
left of the contest he needs more than a miracle to win this one. A slow motion
preview plays in his mind as he moves across the ring throwing punches off
target like a rugby player in a soccer field, he beats himself up ,
de-motivates himself, wishes he could have done better, all hope disappears as
failure beeps like a 6 o'clock alarm, re-iterating the fact that he is going to
lose, all odds are against him, he lost ten rounds and won one, why should he
continue? What's the point of it all?... He slowly remembers pastor Elijah's
words...they formulate in his mind and give him a sense of hope, a Living-word:
Reason to carry on, like the slogan of his devotions, ''wealth of wisdom giving
you a reason to succeed' '''facts are subject to change by the truth, it's a
fact it's impossible but the truth is nothing is impossible with God''. Don't
we all face slippery situations? were all odds are against us, al hope is lost,
time unredeemable, someone said: ''if only I had more time'' life is a game
between choice and chance, most of the people live by chance. they were never
taught the value of choices, a man of chance does something and waits with
uncertainty for the outcome of the matter, One night stands, sexual relations,
to the chance takers this is part of life but for the choice makers they weigh
the matter they see it's a fact, but what is the truth?....maybe you a victim
of chance you wasted 11 rounds throwing empty punches like the elite upcoming
champion, you have beat yourself up or worked yourself up into a tight spot.
the only way for you is down the ladder, you know there's no other way, maybe u
contracted a irreversible disease, like Hiv, someone said I can't ask for help
from anyone...but u ought to realize u might not ask 4 help but your condition
will talk for itself, don't hang down your gloves yet; throw not the towel,
there's a big possibility to win, you cast down but not !!!!...defeated, u
pressed down not forgotten, the odds are against you but God is for you, the
odds can't be better than God, the odds are a prediction God is the creator
even of the odds....
Heart's pumping, the bets fly across the house, the bell rings for the final round, his guard is down not because his not better but he quit already, the mindset of defeat has filled his mind, he's accepted fate and rejected faith, chances proved to overpower choices,....two knocks catch his head, as his sweat runs like a sprinkler watering the flowerless ring, he dives towards the floor, his heart beats faster than the rev of a BMW vehicle, he panics inside, even his fans have lost hope, al hope is gone....as the ten countdown reaches five, those ten seconds flashed back his entire life....his mind began to think like a champion, as his positive thoughts silhouetted his negative mind, ''I've come too far to lose, I can't go home, I can't let it go, my dream is in my hands, my future is in my choice, I don't know how but I will win, this is mine, I'm knocked down yet not defeated!''
No one ever said u won't go through troubles, your faith is tested through circumstances, strong faith is not sailing easy its being unshaken, they that trust in the lord are like mount Zion they never moved, you got to get your chin up and say to yourself, ''I'm not moved by what I see ,I'm only moved by Gods word'', u may look down but u at your greatest moment, when the devil knocked u off your feet he got u on your knees! If I had a pulpit I'd preach it for u, but you got to get up daughter, u got to get up son, all you require is a mindset of a champion, u don't need power you don't need so and so u need a change of mind and a change of method, u failed three times by one method u cast down, you not dumb you just using an archaic method there's a method I call the '' The Method of faith'' the attitude that has already won before the contest. He picks himself up at the count of 9, nearly defeated but he knows he is cast down not defeated, he knows he has to give it his all, he throws in a blow, guards up he moves, swifter than a eagle, he slides, he jumps, flies like a butterfly: jab, cut, haymaker, low drive moves left twice, back and forward, his rhythms matches that of a salsa dance as he waltz across the ring he gains the fans support. They cheer him like a champion, even though he has 30 seconds of shattered hope, he still puts up a show, if I will go down I will do it in style he says, guards of the opponent goes down. (Habakkuk 3:16-19) , "though the figs don't bear... wait, he quotes it for his situation, though the fight yields no fame and a name for me, though the fight goes not my way, I will Joy in the Lord my savior,...he already made up his mind to rejoice in God, ....15 seconds remain...miraculously he remembers David, running with five stones yet with one he defeats the giant goliath, this is my goliath! He penetrates his punches, Maneuver's a low jab catching his rib cage, like the woman with the issue of blood he seizes the moment! Uppercut, twice punch slices through his face, stone cold he embraces the ground like a blanket in winter, silence fills the crowd as the countdown reaches 10, yes he won, we all thought it not possible someone said, he really has won. He realizes that truth overcame facts! It was a fact he was cast down but the truth said not defeated! He won against the odds. If it was me and u we would have given up. Many gave up on aids, cancer ,tumor they thought it's a losing battle, but I have a word for you today, we don't lose! Who is he that overcomes the world? It is he that believe that Jesus is the son of God!
Heart's pumping, the bets fly across the house, the bell rings for the final round, his guard is down not because his not better but he quit already, the mindset of defeat has filled his mind, he's accepted fate and rejected faith, chances proved to overpower choices,....two knocks catch his head, as his sweat runs like a sprinkler watering the flowerless ring, he dives towards the floor, his heart beats faster than the rev of a BMW vehicle, he panics inside, even his fans have lost hope, al hope is gone....as the ten countdown reaches five, those ten seconds flashed back his entire life....his mind began to think like a champion, as his positive thoughts silhouetted his negative mind, ''I've come too far to lose, I can't go home, I can't let it go, my dream is in my hands, my future is in my choice, I don't know how but I will win, this is mine, I'm knocked down yet not defeated!''
No one ever said u won't go through troubles, your faith is tested through circumstances, strong faith is not sailing easy its being unshaken, they that trust in the lord are like mount Zion they never moved, you got to get your chin up and say to yourself, ''I'm not moved by what I see ,I'm only moved by Gods word'', u may look down but u at your greatest moment, when the devil knocked u off your feet he got u on your knees! If I had a pulpit I'd preach it for u, but you got to get up daughter, u got to get up son, all you require is a mindset of a champion, u don't need power you don't need so and so u need a change of mind and a change of method, u failed three times by one method u cast down, you not dumb you just using an archaic method there's a method I call the '' The Method of faith'' the attitude that has already won before the contest. He picks himself up at the count of 9, nearly defeated but he knows he is cast down not defeated, he knows he has to give it his all, he throws in a blow, guards up he moves, swifter than a eagle, he slides, he jumps, flies like a butterfly: jab, cut, haymaker, low drive moves left twice, back and forward, his rhythms matches that of a salsa dance as he waltz across the ring he gains the fans support. They cheer him like a champion, even though he has 30 seconds of shattered hope, he still puts up a show, if I will go down I will do it in style he says, guards of the opponent goes down. (Habakkuk 3:16-19) , "though the figs don't bear... wait, he quotes it for his situation, though the fight yields no fame and a name for me, though the fight goes not my way, I will Joy in the Lord my savior,...he already made up his mind to rejoice in God, ....15 seconds remain...miraculously he remembers David, running with five stones yet with one he defeats the giant goliath, this is my goliath! He penetrates his punches, Maneuver's a low jab catching his rib cage, like the woman with the issue of blood he seizes the moment! Uppercut, twice punch slices through his face, stone cold he embraces the ground like a blanket in winter, silence fills the crowd as the countdown reaches 10, yes he won, we all thought it not possible someone said, he really has won. He realizes that truth overcame facts! It was a fact he was cast down but the truth said not defeated! He won against the odds. If it was me and u we would have given up. Many gave up on aids, cancer ,tumor they thought it's a losing battle, but I have a word for you today, we don't lose! Who is he that overcomes the world? It is he that believe that Jesus is the son of God!
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