Heavenly Intervention

In the rough and tumble streets of the Bronx, there were times that disagreements were decided by two guys roughing it up.

One summer afternoon my disagreement with someone unfortunately occurred in front of our local church. Our Pastor was passing by and told us to follow him to the school gym. As we waited in the gym, the Pastor emerged with a pair of boxing gloves. He told us to put them on and start fighting.

As we circled each other we began to laugh at how silly we looked with these large boxing gloves on.

The Pastor taught us an important lesson that fighting does not solve problems and that there was a better way to settle our differences.