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November 13, 2011 Sermon Audio, Rev’d Warren Hicks
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Today one of my early sports heroes died. Joe Frazier, former champion of the world succumbed to liver cancer at the age of 67. Joe Frazier NY TImes piece
In 1971, at the time of his first fight with Muhammed Ali, I was a in the minority in rooting for Frazier. Everyone, it seemed, was siding with Ali, the self proclaimed ‘Greatest’.
I was drawn to Frazier precisely because he wasn’t bold and brassy. He was determined, undersized and full of heart. He just kept coming and coming and coming.
When he knocked Ali down in the 15th round (yes, Virginia, they used to fight for 15 rounds), I felt vindicated. When Frazier went on to lose two other fights with Ali, I felt somehow like style had defeated substance in looking back on it.
Truth be told, I never really got over it on some level. Until today.
I heard a reporter on NPR relay the story of Joe Frazier’s oldest son Marvis, standing in a corner of the room where the post fight news conference for the “Thrila In Manila” was taking place. Both fighters, but particularly Frazier, were bloodied battered after the fight. It is said that Ali spied the younger Frazier dissolved in tears, walked over, placed a hand on the 12 year-old’s shoulder and said, “Your father is a great man.”
I recognized Ali’s dignity long before today, what I had not thought back on much lately is how utterly human our childhood heroes are, whether we ever recognize it or not.
Frazier was a flawed human being full of foibles, addiction issues and resentments. At the end of the day we all are.
In March of this year as the 40th anniversary of their legendary first fight was celebrated, Joe Frazier, who had said some horrible things about Ali in later years, looked at his old rival said “I forgive him, he’s in a bad way” (in reference to Ali’s ongoing battle with Parkinson’s disease).
May we all come to our end with forgiveness in our hearts. That, it seems to me, is the true measure of greatness.
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Psalm 105:1-6, 37-45
Jonah 3:10-4:11
Untitled, by © Shirin McArthur
CONTEMPLATIVE PRAYER
I think the contemplative mind is the most absolute assault on the secular or rational worldview, because it really is a different mind—a different point of view.
The mind that I call the “small self” or the “false self” reads everything in terms of personal advantage, short-term effort, “What’s in it for me?”—and “How will I look?”, “How will I look good?” As long as you read reality from the reference point of the small self of “how I personally feel” or “what I need or want,” you cannot get very far. The lens never opens up.
Thus the great religions have taught that we need to change the seer much more than just telling people what to see—that is contemplation.
Adapted from CAC Foundation Set: Gospel Call to Compassionate Action
(Bias from the Bottom) and Contemplative Prayer
(CD, DVD, MP3)
Starter Prayer:
Clear my mind for Your Truth.