A gathering of men where it is safe to express need and have need met.What happens at Fight Club, stays at Fight Club, so we gather, pray, and fight for what is important.

The rules of Fight Club is “What happens at FightClub, stays at Fight Club”.  So, I can not give any specific details of conversations from the evening.  What I can share, though, is that I was overwhelmed with how honest the men of our church were with their struggles. Even more astounding was  how willing they where to come alongside each other and help bear burdens.  

Fight Club opened with going around the room with the opportunity for each member to share the “High” and “Low” of his day.  The first couple times we met, this exchange was marked by a cursory sharing of something safe and generic to appear that we were playing along.  But, we are finally past that cautious stage where you wonder if other guys are going to think you are some kind of freakshow for not saying that “its all good!”.  There is not any pretense to this part of the evening anymore.

After the “High/Low” time, we moved into taking requests for prayer for the struggles we have been facing during the week.  After 30 minutes of getting our needs out in the open, it was evident that this group of men was carrying a wide range of  heavy burdens.  It appeared that not many were being spared this week.  Even so, there was hope for some measure of comfort.

As each member of Fight Club slowly began to ask God for his mercies on others around them, the mood began to shift.  The weary, beat-down tone in voices began to lift as  comfort was found in bringing our needs before the throne of God.  Hearing other men intercede with God on your behalf somehow made you feel that you were not alone in the fight.  For me, hearing my friend Troy LaPlante stand in the gap  and pray for my family’s specific needs was well timed comfort.

I thank God for the safe house that he provided for me tonight at Fight Club.  The end of the evening found me feeling able to enter the rest of the week encouraged. I was reminded that I am not alone in my daily struggles.  I have a community of men at Sovereign King who are willing to care for me and my family.  I serve a God who is merciful and promises never to leave me nor forsake me. Tonight, Fight Club was exactly what I needed….