I'm gonna bust you up... go for it.

In the epic battle between Clubber Lang and Rocky Balboa, an exchange of words took place prior to the commencement of war.

Mr. T conquered Rocky in the first fight, but rendered powerless the second.

Yeah, I know... you prob guessed it... more sharing!

With the dawn of Easter approaching soon, a battle was set forth by the 'ring master'- God. In one corner... satan, in the other... Jesus Christ.

This was not one fight Jesus wanted. Being fully man- just as we are, He wavered in the temptation to resist submitting Himself over to authorities.

Luke 22:42 ...“Father, if it is Your will, take this cup away from Me..."

Rocky didn't have much interest in doing another fight vs. Clubber Land... but Apollo Creed pushed him and encouraged him.

Jesus continued..."nevertheless not My will, but Yours, be done.”


I can imagine satan, arrogantly speaking to Jesus the words... I'm gonna bust you up! Inasmuch ferventness as Rocky answered, Jesus responding... go for it.

Easter is a time remembering what Christ went through. Crucified, died... and risen.

In the end... Rocky arms were up in the air- overcome by joy, knowing that it was all over... he won... the crowd screaming and yelling. He received his prize- a belt of recognition of an achievement by going through something near horrific. Clubber Lang's sting is no more... rendered defeated... but his presence still lingers.

We are now left to fight Clubber Lang... he is a formidable opponent. He is going to defeat us round by round... until we can overcome his adversity- with the knowledge of Who is in our corner. He is our Trainer, our Encourager, our Cut-man, He gives us drink, He lets us rest between rounds... even though we want to give up and walk out of the ring while we are being punched in the face. During the bout, He is yelling instructions out to us to keep our guard up... keep moving. When the bell rings, we sit down and He gets in our face and He tells us what to do next... do we listen to Him or do we throw in the towel.

You gotta Clubber Lang in your face... (it could be anything... sex-drugs-alcohol-depression). I can share with you a testament of how He helped me defeat him. Anytime, anywhere, no matter what... He can be in your corner if you want Him to be.