Foreman forsakes hype to preach from the heart

April 15, 1991|By Michael Katz | Michael Katz,New York Daily News

ATLANTIC CITY, N.J. -- "A faithful witness, someone'll stick with you when you need them . . . There are always people sneaking up behind you, hugging your pocket."

Thus saith the Rev. George Foreman yesterday, preaching at the Shiloh Baptist Church.

It was a sermon by the mount who will challenge Evander Holyfield for the heavyweight championship Friday night in the other Atlantic City. Maybe it was a shill -- getting the 42-year-old minister to Shiloh, a two-story brick building with peeling paint on a block of desolation -- a chance to get a few live minutes of ESPN time and make a few pay-per-view sales.

The hucksters and the cynics went to church, like promoter Bob Arum (who helped arrange the guest spot) and a flock of media. But it was also the Rev. Foreman doing what he had been doing for 10 years before making his ring comeback four years ago. The gospel according to George was not about right uppercuts, but how he became born again in the dressing room after his 1977 loss to Jimmy Young.

"It don't matter who wins or loses, you pray Thy will be done," he told a congregation of about 150 worshipers in their Sunday best.

They didn't know the celebrated preacher was coming. One neighborhood boy, 11-year-old Alim Parks, noticed the TV truck by the church and attended service for the first time since he couldn't remember when, but most were regular worshippers.

The Rev. James Washington, Shiloh's pastor, had given permission for Foreman to give a guest sermon. Arum, Foreman's promoter, had called up several churches in town -- a woman at the Assembly of God told him she had never heard of Foreman -- before asking the help of local officials.

But it was not a circus. It was a 100-minute church service with two choirs, organ, piano and drums.

"Even if George is here and the media is here, we're still going to have church," said the Rev. Washington.

They did. And when the choir of elders sang "The Lord Is My Light," the sun broke through the gray and came through the modest stained-glass windows as bright as a George Foreman smile and no boxing promoter could have arranged that.

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