Ob"knock”ious is a play on words, of course.
Ali is one of the greatest boxers in ring history. His lightning-quick hands put away one slumping opponent after another. In a most fascinating way, Ali’s mouth was even quicker to forecast his greatness to the extent of noting which round would include his notorious knock-out punch.
Last night the St. Louis Cardinals faced the Miami Marlins in the season opener. Pre-game ceremonies included the aging and ailing Muhammad Ali driven in by cart. The man is fading before our eyes. Due to disease, his idealistic body has withered to a herky-jerky shell over time.
With uncontrollable hands trembling and head bobbing, the sight of Obknockious Ali broke my heart. A great man in his own field now reduced to impoverished presence.
Is he not a picture of each of us? Our prime eventually subsides into….well into the eventual ground.
God was right. All outer shells will return to dust.
So once again we can take note of our personal and temporary temples. And we can be encouraged. God knew what He was talking about when He discussed the ultimate demise of the flesh. And if He is so accurate on that one, don’t you think He is telling us the truth about the hope of inner man living forever on the heavenly course?
Ah, indeed, I believe we yearn, we want, and we can. We were doomed until Jesus knocked out death in the final round.
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