I play golf. And… sometimes my fellow followers of Jesus frown on this with remarks like “It’s a game Freud would have played.” Nonetheless, as someone who always fared better at solo sports, I find great enjoyment, relaxation, and inspiration in the game of golf.
Imagine this scenario… You want to start playing golf, and knowing that I play golf, you come to me and ask me how to go about this game. I reply, “It’s simple. Just visit your nearest course, walk up to the first tee box, place your ball on the tee, and hit the perfect drive down the middle of the fairway. Then, take your four iron, and hit an approach shot that lands really close to the flag. All that now remains is to tap the ball into the hole for a birdie, and to play the other seventeen holes in a similar fashion.” [click to continue…]
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Not long ago, one morning I woke up and picked up my restless, four-month old baby boy. He was done sleeping, and by implication, so was I. My wife had also just gotten up, and she was getting ready to face the world. I think this happened over a weekend, so neither of us was in a great hurry.