The other day, one of my favorite pastors preached on wrestling. Yes, wrestling. Now, this is near and dear to my heart because I went to a private high school where wrestling was king. All the big guys went to public school to play football and get a chance at a college scholarship, and that left us with a team as small as our marching band. Our wrestling team took States back-to-back for decades. If you know the sport, you have to be the exact weight of that class. If you are wrestling 120, you have to weigh precisely 120. Except for the heavyweight division, you can tip the scales from 183-285. This brings me to the sermon…
