Friday, June 27, 2014

Parable of the Special Olympian

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)


    When playing 9, my first goal is to break 40.

    If that's not proving possible, my second goal is to break 45.

    Buuuuuuut if I'm playing horribly like recently, my goal is to refrain from tossing my clubs into the pond next to the 9th green.

    Billy, my favorite Special Olympics world golf champion, and I play 9 or more every week.

    Sooooooo Billy has watched my most recent awful attempts at meeting my aforementioned goals.

    Earlier in the week, I blurted more than petitioned after an especially hideous approach shot, "Sweet Jesus, help me!"

    Billy: "Maybe He's listening to somebody else right now."

    Me: "I'm sure there are more important things on His mind."

    Billy rushed over to me to initiate a fist pump.

    Then I hit a decent drive on the par 5 7th and blurted more than thanked, "Finally, a good shot!"

    Billy: "You're getting closer to the fairway."

    Me: "I hope that's true for you, me, and everybody else."

    Billy rushed over to me to initiate a fist pump

    Driving back home after the round, I rationalized, "I think I'm not playing well because I'm just not focusing.  I'm thinking about America and the Middle East and the denomination and..."

    Billy: "That's right, Pastor Bob.  You think too much when you're supposed to be playing golf."

    Me: "You're right, Billy,  I've got to stop stressing out about all of the..."

    Interrupting, he counseled, "God will handle it.  You just play golf."

    I reached over to Billy to initiate a fist pump.


Blessings and Love!

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