My church is the ranch and God rides shot gun with me daily, he knows everything I know and has seen everything I’ve seen. There’s not a single part of my life he’s not aware of. One thing I do know about God is he don’t fix flats and he don’t open gates, I’m driving this truck and those are my responsibilities.
I used to raise cattle and loved it easiest and most peaceful job I ever had.
Years ago my church was a golf course, I most often played alone because I could not stand the cursing that often accompanied a bad shot.
For some reason I always viewed golf as a mental and spiritual game, overcoming the handicaps your own mind places in front of you, I never really understood the reason it felt like a spiritual journey as I walked around the course but I knew God had to have had a hand in some of my nutty shots that actually worked as planned. I will always remember the great shots and have already forgotten the bad ones. Sorta like life isn’t it, routine, often boring then the unexpected occurs and makes all the other stuff immaterial.
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