SPIRITUAL VIEWPOINTS
Years ago at Black Mountain Golf Course in Henderson, Nevada, my late father-in-law, John Whitehead, was beside himself in frustration. We’d just teed off on the eighth hole, a simple 190-yard par three. I hit my ball at least 180 of the 190 yards, smack-dab in the middle of a sand trap.
Neither John, nor I, were upset at first. It wasn’t until my seventh swipe at the ball that our temperatures began to rise. He stood several feet to the left of me, giving instructions on the proper procedure to hit a ball out of a sand trap. Meantime, I was swinging away like Paul Bunyan with an ax to a sapling and going nowhere. John didn’t understand that I wanted to get out of this hole on my own, and he just wouldn’t stop yapping. I’m sure he thought I was ignorant for not listening to him and that I needed remedial golf lessons. I did.
Before I picked up my ball and threw it on the green (when he wasn’t looking), I’d upset him so much he decided to walk back to the club house and catch a cab home. Of course, I maintained a cool head and persuaded him to calm down. NOT! I was madder than a wet hen, and if it hadn’t been for my wife falling out of the golf cart on the way to the next hole, the fuss would have continued over that sand trap!
James said, “But the wisdom that comes from heaven is first of all pure; then peace-loving, considerate, submissive, full of mercy and good fruit, impartial and sincere. Peacemakers who sow in peace raise a harvest of righteousness” (James 3:17-18).
For years John and I made a running joke of that incident, and Betty has a scarred arm from her fall. I also have a remembrance of how easy it is to lose one’s temper over nothing – a game of golf. James also said, “Don’t grumble against each other, brothers, or you will be judged. The Judge is standing at the door” (James 5:9)!
Life is full of bumps and bruises. We need to ride them out ~ no pun Betty. I wasn’t pure, peace-loving, considerate, submissive, merciful, full of good fruit, or anything else worthy. All because of a golf ball, no, because I forgot to whom I belong.
John won fair and square. He always did! He’s in Heaven now ~ probably giving golf lessons to angels.