Shattered Glass, Greensboro, NC
“Golf is about how well you accept, respond to and score with
your misses, much more than it is a game of perfect shots.” --Dr. Bob Rotella
Over the years I’ve read a couple of the books by sports
psychologist, Dr. Bob Rotella. I find that he has some pretty astute
observations on the game of golf and life. I particularly like this quote
because there are many things in life beyond our control except one thing—how we
respond. We fallible humanoids are
anything but perfect and that understanding enables us to admit problems we have
created, seek forgiveness, make things right and develop our character as we
mature and move on in life. Golf
imitates life and neither are fair. Fair is where clowns, cotton candy and pig
judging happen.
Passing by a shattered window a while back triggered a childhood
memory of playing baseball with my dad.
He was pitching to me in our backyard and throwing some smoke to work on
my developing strike out percentage.
Much to the surprise of both of us, I connected on a fast ball and sent
it over our back fence and into our neighbor’s window! I do believe my initial inclination upon
hearing the shattering sound of breaking glass was to just get the heck out of
there, while my dad just stood there in shocked amazement. Then he turned to me
and calmly stated that we needed to walk over to the neighbors and confess.
That seemed a bit too impetuous at the time, but he put his arm around my
shoulder and we strode over and admitted our transgression. Then my dad offered
to measure the windowpane and replace it for the neighbor.
Many years later, I was playing golf at the invitation of a
corporate partner with a group at Pinehurst.
I was riding with a former associate that could hit the golf ball a
country mile. He wasn’t on the tour,
however, as many of his drives sailed out of control. As he teed off on a long par 5, we heard the sound
of shattering glass on the horizon amongst the towering pine trees! We probably could have scurried on down the
fairway out of sight, but instead we drove into the pine trees to find a woman
standing on her expansive front entry under a shattered transom window holding
up a white golf ball. Some women have
likened childbirth to pushing a piano through a transom, but the size of this
transom would have made for an easy delivery! She wasn’t at all upset but remarked that they
had lived in the home for years and this was the first time anybody had ever hit the house! My playing partner
immediately produced the company’s insurance information and we hurried on to our
next shot
.
These life lessons reinforced the observation that you can
never go wrong doing the right thing. That especially applies when something
shatters your life and you need to step up to admit your role in a bad
situation and work to fix it. And God will work alongside us to bring good out of any bad situation.
For example, our neighbor gave my baseball back to me and the woman gave back
the golf ball!
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