Prior to our league the other night, I was practicing on the 10th tee. Drove some balls, walked to pick them up, and then do it again. It was my personal driving range. So I walked both ways about three times. As I was picking up my golf balls (I even found the ones in the woods), it occurred to me that I was playing with six different makes, and not a one of them was truly mine, but they were ones that I found. Most were pond balls that I cleaned up and wire brushed to death, rinsed them off and they were as good as recycled. Some needed surgery but I do not bother with those.
Looking closer at them, I noticed that some of them had a stamp of some event, whether it was the name of a golf course, the name of a tournament, or even stamps of someone's initials. My mind started to churn as I was walking to keep warm, what if all golfing believers were to have golf balls that had like "Jn. 3:16" stamped on to it, or even the worn out yet still around "WWJD".
Did you ever wonder where a golf ball has been before you got it? How many ponds and golf bag pouches it has been in? Not to mention, I will lose it within the same week I found it. Tracing the genealogy of a golf ball is almost like researching the genealogy of an alley cat.
Wouldn't it be awesome if someone found your "Jn. 3:16" stamped ball you lost last month and they accepted Jesus as Savior and Lord of their life? Your worthless loss and someone's soul a gain.
If you ever have the opportunity to stamp your own golf balls, consider golf ball evangelism and stay on course with God.
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