Today, we did it. We buckled down and faced it.
14 clubs, a white ball, and a bottle of water.
My first “on course” golf in well over a year. Almost two years but not quite, I don’t think.
I’ll be sore tomorrow, but I didn’t have ANY pain during the round. The King Cobra Titanium driver that my buddy Gene informally donated to me is a killer club. Wow. I’ve NEVER hit drives that straight or that long. I didn’t have a scorecard, so I lost track of the yardage pretty easy, but I was scaring the group ahead half to death, purely by accident. Of course, the one time that there were trees close on the left, I promptly hooked it straight into them, but that was only once. The 9th hole is a monster downhill, and I’ve never reached the creek before. Iactually got under the ball a little too much and got it too high, but I still came WAY too close to the creek with an incredibly straight drive.
I’m a King Cobra convert. One way or another, I’ve got to keep that club. I’ve NEVER felt as confident with a driver in my hand as I did today. It was shocking. No slice. No slice. Can I repeat that? NO SLICE. Not a single time did I curl a ball off to the right. You have no idea how good that felt. First hole is a 250 yard or so par 4. I nearly rolled it onto the green. It’s downhill, so the distance isn’t incredible, but just the fact that the ball went where it should was amazing. It felt so good.
The next trip is sure to be a driving disaster, but be that as it may. It was fun today.
I believe that golf as a Christian has a bigger purpose than hitting a ball. Piper’s Christian Hedonism is indeed a hard thing to wrap our fingers around without getting absorbed in ourselves, but I really believe that Travis and I played golf to glorify God today. Was every thought “spiritual”? No, we were playing golf. But we were genuinely enjoying our time together; genuinely enjoying life, and we were at peace with God and each other in doing so. I truly believe that the Father looked down at our “father / son” time and was delighted and glorified.
Joy in Christ – joy in all things. Joy for the glory of God.
The question is, can I glorify God with golf when the driver turns right and the putter won’t roll ‘em?
That, my friend, will be where the rubber meets the road.
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