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Five daily blogs about life's 5 big choices on five different sites.
Tiger Woods.
Does he deserve forgiveness? Will you, if you haven’t, forgive him?
Or is he unforgivable? The lying, cheating, dirty, no good scum of the earth. Is that it?
Tempting isn’t it? Difficult, isn’t it? Will we find it impossible?
All things are possible for him who trusts in the Lord. Is that a figment of my imagination, or did I read or hear about this somewhere?
Okay, so here’s my final answer, and it comes straight from Jesus’ mouth, “Let he who has not sinned cast the first stone.”
Do you? Can you? Will you?
Traveling all last week, I heard many negative and malicious comments about Tiger Woods. There’s a fairly rampant, and unfavorable, judgement on Tiger Woods, the Golfer.
And when I took this photo, I was actually in a negative judgement mindset as well.
And then it hit me. What about Tiger Woods, the man, not the golfer. The human being, just like you and me.
If Tiger Woods asks God for forgiveness, do you think God will deny Tiger Woods?
Would God deny you forgiveness?
Then why would Tiger be any different?
Then why would I be any different?
Opportunity isn’t always obvious.
Dude, they totally missed the mark on this one. Seriously. I wouldn’t lie to you.
And you hate to call somebody out when they’ve made a mistake, but this time, I just had to.
See? What did I tell you? Merry Christmas! 🙂
Yesterday’s post ended with, “Five minutes later, he was an angel.”
However our encounter started an hour earlier. When I first approached him, he was having breakfast in the small food court. We were the only people there at the time.
I asked him permission to say something and, of course, he graciously granted it.
After sharing a very simple thank you with him – and I may have mentioned my Dad (Korean War) and Father-in-law (WWII) both served – we both smiled and went on about our morning.
About an hour later, totally by chance we end up sitting together for 3-4 minutes right before boarding.
The plane was a smaller regional jet and, being in Zone 1 (first boarding) I walked out on the tarmac and up the steps (like the President does) to get on the jet.
It was there that panic set in. “My phone! Where’s my phone? Oh no! I can’t be missing my phone. I’ve got to find it!”
As I was about to have a meltdown, and was walking the opposite way to get off the plane to go back inside the terminal, the Military Man, my new Angel, was holding it out in his hand.
God is good! 🙂
Not talking about the Three Doors Down rock song Citizen Soldier, or our Country’s National Guard, for whom the song is dedicated.
Talking about all the active duty men and women military personnel I’ve seen this week. Orlando to Atlanta, Atlanta to Columbia, Columbia to Atlanta, and Atlanta to Dallas.
Decided, in the spirit of giving, to not only give thanks internally, but to give thanks externally.
So I awkwardly asked how best to show appreciation for their efforts. They all said basically the same thing.
A simple thank you means a lot.
And so that’s what I’ve been doing, going only a little out of my way (that’s all it takes), to thank each and every one I pass.
The Lord works in mysterious ways. One of the service men, heading back to Iraq and leaving behind a wife and three children (16, 10, 6) at Christmas time, wound up being an angel for me about five minutes later.