Or, don't ask questions and you won't need answers . . .
Serious, sensitive golfers, to a man, to a woman, all know that "fair" is a treacherous, illusory concept. Asking 'why' something happened is useless, except as to possibly avoiding a recurrence of that happening. Once the event has taken place, the first thing to do is deal with it. Or not. Your choice.
Every serious golfer has had two experiences:
1. Hitting a perfect drive, squarely struck, seeing it fly down the middle of the fairway and then not being able to find the ball, even though everyone in your foursome saw it hit and roll in the middle of the fairway. Lost ball, two penalty strokes and re-tee a new ball, play on.
2. Hitting a perfectly awful drive, duck hook or wicked slice, seeing it fly left or right into the tree line and then losing sight of it after hearing the sound of ball hitting living wood, and then expecting the ball to be either lost or in a terrible lie, but then one of your group finds it in the middle of the fairway. Found ball, at least two strokes saved, play on.
See, that's a perfect example of your life. Stuff happens. When bad Stuff happens, take your penalty strokes and play on. When good Stuff happens, accept your good fortune and play on.
Why did each event happen? Why should you care? Okay, sure, some things you really should find out, so was to avoid future occurrences. But with the humdrum lives that most of us lead, you're just diddling Eternity when you spend time thinking about the 'why' of things. Diddle Eternity all you want, Eternity has all day.
It's the people who NEED to know the why of things who complicate their, and your, lives.
Don't ask why. Instead, declare, why not!
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
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