Sunday, November 13, 2011

Busted lips and broken hearts...

Hello, friends! 
If you know anything about me, you know that I love sports.  Really, what I love is competition in any of its forms.  I will compete with anyone (or anything) at anytime, for any reason.  I love competing, even if I'm not necessarily winning.  I also love watching other folk compete.  I will watch baseball, football, hockey, golf, nascar, basketball, spelling bee, you name it.  (As many of you know, one of my favorites in curling).  =0). 

Last night Mizzou's Filipino American Student Association (aka MUFASA) held another installment of one of its best traditions: watching Manny Pacquiao fight on Pay Per View. 

For those who are unfamiliar with the sweet science of boxing, Pacquiao is arguably the best pound for pound fighter in the world right now.  He has a devastating left hand and throws punches so quickly, sometimes his hands look like a video game.  He is also Filipino.  In fact, he is a congressman in the Philippines and it is believed that one day he may run for president. 

Anyway, I had never actually seen Pacquiao fight so I figured it'd be worth it to hang out with some students and watch the man in action. 

The fight was actually a really good one.  Pacquiao won by a majority decision that was very close.  This was definitely the closest fight Pacquiao had fought in quite some time.  It really could have gone either way.  In fact, his opponent, Juan Marquez, even made Pacquiao bleed, which I don't think I have ever heard of anyone being able to do in quite some time. 

But as great as the fight was, that wasn't what struck me the most last night.  What struck me the most was seeing all these Asian American students that are Mizzou students who need Jesus in a real way.  There were a few ACFers in the crowd but a majority of the people were folk who have never stepped foot inside Large Group or been a part of our small groups.  Hearing them between rounds recount the "crazy night" they had the night before, talk about life in a way that shows pride and brokenness at the same time, and even having to step outside to get a cigarette; these things were breaking my heart while Pacquiao and Marquez were breaking each others' faces. 

Why do I do what I do?  It's because there are still students on campus who need the Gospel.  There are Asian Americans and Asian Internationals who have no idea that the life they are living is no life at all and that God has so much more in store for them than what they have now. 

So please continue to pray for Mizzou.  Pray for the ACFers in MUFASA, that they will be lights on campus.  Pray that God will bring a revival in the Asian and Asian American Community.  Pray that His Kingdom will come in a very real way. 

Have an excellent day 

~Adam