Well, I found myself caught up again in watching golf. This time it was the famous green jacketed Masters Tournament. It proved to be four days of great shots, amazing saves, and perfect putts. I was pleased that my buddy Phil Mickelson came out the winner. His game especially over the past two days was dazzling, and even seemed to catch him by surprise. But I must admit, my eyes welled with tears as he embraced his wife and kids after his victory. It was wonderful to see his wife there at his side, as she has been very ill with breast cancer. Of all the golfers chasing this win, it seemed most fitting that Phil should come out the victor. . .
And Tiger seemed like Tiger, still able to make such unbelievable shots. I would easily find myself caught up in his game and cheering him on, but then my mind would recall all that has been revealed about this number one golf player over these past five months. True, when I think of how he lived his life, I am completely repulsed. I gave up wearing my Tiger hats when I golfed, as I wanted no identification with him. But his poster still hangs in my garage over my washing machine and dryer. I don't know why I haven't yanked it down in all of this ruckus. I guess I tell myself that I haven't been able to find another golf poster that I have liked, but maybe now I won't take it down at all. Tiger will always be able to play golf and be competitive, but will he be able to be a faithful father and husband? Yes, I am sure that it was difficult to admit your sins before the media and world, lift up your head and return to what you know you can always do. It's certainly more challenging to do what perhaps you have never done before, be truthful, be honest, be faithful . . .
But he's back, and for now I think I'll keep his poster up. When I pull into my garage I have to look at that "perfect swing" before me. It's a reminder to pray for even him, that all of us are just forgiven and apart from God's grace, we would fall as far. The only difference between my sins and his are that his have been broadcasted worldwide. Tiger has embraced his Buddhist background to help in giving him a focus, yet it will never save his soul. Salvation still awaits him and for that I pray he'll find . . .
And Tiger seemed like Tiger, still able to make such unbelievable shots. I would easily find myself caught up in his game and cheering him on, but then my mind would recall all that has been revealed about this number one golf player over these past five months. True, when I think of how he lived his life, I am completely repulsed. I gave up wearing my Tiger hats when I golfed, as I wanted no identification with him. But his poster still hangs in my garage over my washing machine and dryer. I don't know why I haven't yanked it down in all of this ruckus. I guess I tell myself that I haven't been able to find another golf poster that I have liked, but maybe now I won't take it down at all. Tiger will always be able to play golf and be competitive, but will he be able to be a faithful father and husband? Yes, I am sure that it was difficult to admit your sins before the media and world, lift up your head and return to what you know you can always do. It's certainly more challenging to do what perhaps you have never done before, be truthful, be honest, be faithful . . .
But he's back, and for now I think I'll keep his poster up. When I pull into my garage I have to look at that "perfect swing" before me. It's a reminder to pray for even him, that all of us are just forgiven and apart from God's grace, we would fall as far. The only difference between my sins and his are that his have been broadcasted worldwide. Tiger has embraced his Buddhist background to help in giving him a focus, yet it will never save his soul. Salvation still awaits him and for that I pray he'll find . . .
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