Story of the Day for Thursday December 29, 2011
Wear Sweat On Your Brow
Do good and don’t get discouraged, for at the proper time we’ll have a harvest – if we don’t give up.
Michael J. Pellowski, in his book, Not-So-Great Moments in Sports, tells the story about golf pro, Ray Floyd, who was trying to qualify for the Tournament Players Championship in March,1982. After shooting a couple mediocre rounds, he admitted defeat, packed his bags and left Ponte Vedra Beach, Florida for his home in Miami.
As he was weeding his garden the next morning, his wife rushed out at 11:30 to tell him his score was good enough to qualify for the tournament. His scheduled tee time was 12:36! Floyd grabbed his gear, reserved a Lear jet, and raced to the airport. The jet landed at an airport 15 minutes from the course, where Floyd had reserved a helicopter to fly him to the tournament course. He landed, jumped into a golf cart and made it to his tee thirty seconds before disqualification. A couple quick practice swings and last year’s defending champion was in the tournament.
Our story, however, does not end there. Later, that same year, Floyd played in the LaJet Golf Classic in Abilene, Texas. His second round was dismal, so he knew he missed the cut and would be ineligible to play the final two rounds. So he flew home to Miami.
Yes! Ray Floyd did it again. High winds that day hurt the other golfers as well, and Floyd qualified for the tournament. This time, he made no attempt to fly back to Texas in time for his scheduled tee off.
The New York Times reported his response, “Well, I did it again, didn’t I?” If Floyd had not given up, he would almost certainly have won the money winning title for the year. Floyd ruefully observed, “I guess I’ll never learn.”
Why do we give up? We throw in the towel – not because we don’t believe in what we’re doing, but because we don’t believe it will succeed. We don’t believe it will work. We don’t believe it will make a difference.
But the Bible encourages us to never give up. Wait, and the harvest will come.
During the Vietnam War, the billionaire Ross Perot decided to buy a Christmas present for every American prisoner of war. Perot took thousands of packages, chartered a fleet of Boeing 707s, and flew them to Hanoi. The Hanoi government, however, said they would not provide charity to prisoners while American bombers were destroying villages. Perot offered to send construction companies to rebuild the villages. Still they refused. As Christmas drew closer, Perot took off with his chartered fleet, and flew to Moscow. His aides mailed the packages, one at a time. Stamped by the Moscow post office, every package got delivered.
Life doesn’t always plop blessings onto our laps. Sometimes God invites us to know the joy of moving mountains by refusing to give up.
Those who live by faith wear sweat on their brow.
(copyright by climbinghigher.org and by Marty Kaarre)