April 26, 2012
One bright Sunday morning a preacher woke up and saw how blue the sky was and how warm the sun, and decided he would rather play golf than preach. He phoned a preacher friend, and feigning illness asked him to preach in his place. It wasn’t long before our friend was on the fairway, his ball on a tee, ready to enjoy himself.
Jesus looked at God and said: “Father, that’s not right!” God just smiled and said, “Wait and watch.”
He swung his club, and the white ball flew into the air, forming a perfect arch. It dropped right on the green, then rolled toward the pin. The preacher watched with disbelief as the ball rolled right into the hole. A hole in one!
Raising his arms to the sky in joy, the preacher cried, “This is unbelievable! I can’t wait to tell all my friends at church…”
It was then he realized that he couldn’t tell anyone. In order to do so he would also have to explain why he was on the golf course on a Sunday morning!
Whenever a worship service is, well, under par, I wonder how tough it would be for those who missed to explain their absence to God. There is nothing you could do this Sunday that is more important than to be in worship. Nothing.
I can make some pretty direct links between spiritual growth and attendance. When you find yourself in the rough, it’s a good idea to count on God’s help. When in those notorious Satan traps, getting out is much easier if you have been with God regularly. I have observed golfers so dedicated that rain, wind and snow doesn’t prevent them from doing what’s really important to them. That’s a “fair way” from the lack of dedication many Christians demonstrate. Perhaps some Christians thought when they were baptized into Christ that they had merely chosen a club? Perhaps we should learn from the drive and commitment of golfers and returning from the back nine, wedge ourselves back into a pew.
I’ll be there to preach. The games we play, well, they can wait!
“I rejoiced with those who said to me, ‘Let us go to the house of the Lord’” (Psalm 122:1).