I have to clarify and correct your moms memory. It was actually an early morning as I was getting ready for Sunday meetings and I felt the weight of the ward on my shoulders. So I laid down in bed for a few minutes, in the fetal position. And your mom put her arms around me and did comfort me.
I had a great birthday last week, thanks for your birthday wishes. mom set up a late night meeting with the Smiths, Tom and becky, at Claimjumpers. We didn't each much, but we just talked for about two and a half hours. The waitress, i am sure felt frustrated since we spent all that time with no drinks and not much food. I always come away from time with tom and becky feeling uplifted and wanting to do better. This time was no different.

tom mentioned something that stuck out in my mind. He expressed his faith that God really does stand ready to bless us and help us, in whatever area of our life that we wanted the help. He really emphasized the depth of God's willingness to help. Meaning all areas of our life, and that we are the ones who limit Him due to our disbelief that God would be concerned with trivial matters.
I had a chance to put this to the test a few days later while on the golf course. I haven't golfed in about one year. Last time was with Caleb, I believe. We had the stake golf tournament last saturday and I played with president osbornes team. I wasn't really helping the team much, playing pretty erratic. Toward the end of the round, we came to the 16th tee. A 185 yard 3-par, with a strong wind blowing across our face. As I was debating what club to use, I realized, I didn't have a club in my bag that could hit this shot. In other words, I couldn't hit this shot, and I commented to the others that there was no way I could get the ball on the green.

As I placed my ball on the tee box and stood over getting ready for the shot, Tom's statement came back into my mind. I remember thinking, something to the effect of, "well, lets see how willing God is to help." I then had a remarkable thing happen. Whereas usually when i stand ready to hit a golf shot, i don't feel very comfortable. Its not natural. I feel much more at home shooting a basketball or throwing a football. But as I stood there, a sense of peace came over me and suddenly everything felt natural. I took the club back and hit the ball. In all the times I have ever hit a golf ball, never have i hit one like this. It exploded off my club face into the air. It went straight toward the flag without a hint of fading one way or the other. It literally was the perfect shot. By far the best shot I have ever hit. i was fully expecting the ball to end up in the hole. The green was actually over a hill and behind a bunker, so we couldn't see what happened until we drove up to the green. It wasn't in the hole, but had landed within five feet of the flag and had rolled by the hole about a foot to the right.
On the next hole my same erratic and unnatural feeling golf returned. So it was only for that one shot. But since it was the only shot of the day during which I had specifically thought about God's willingness to bless us in our life, in ALL AREAS, I choose to believe that it was a small tender mercy, not just a coincidence. I had made some personal commitments in my life last week to elevate my faithfulness and I think this was God's way of putting an exclamation point on the end of a revelatory week.
I am thankful to be your father/husband
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