Yesterday was a day of humility. My so called "golf game" brought me to my knees, 'cause no part of it seemed to work. But surprisingly, there wasn't a hole bad enough to ruin my chipper mood. The sun was shining, I was having a great time with friends, we had course-side seats to the 18th Annual Bridge School concert (Paul McCartney), and once every three or four holes, I would rip a nice drive (keep in mind this is relative) off the tee. Guess that's what they say keeps you coming back for more, and in my case, coming back later this week! I wonder when the novelty of this sport will wear off.
In the evening, I enjoyed one of my favorite dinnertime "events" - huo guo. My stomach is like a bottomless pit when it comes to hot pot, but apparently my colon didn't appreciate the overstuffing, sausage-like experience. You know, you can only stuff a sausage so much. And once you've reached maximum capacity, the stuffing has to go somewhere. I'll leave the imagery at that.
In all this, I remembered that my whole life seems to reflect God's plan to humble me. I think I was born way up on a self-built mountain, and little by little, He's knocked rocks out from under me. It's been a chain of trials marked by a record of survival that can only be attributed to His mercy. Pain is simply an element of daily life that causes me to be more dependent on Him.
In the meantime, there's golf and tennis. Who's up for a round?
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Ready for a tennis game in rain around 50's temp? I say that's the real game! Oh-yeah! Bring it! Afterwards, we'll go huo-guo. =D
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