11 Years, 11 Months, 12 Days.
That is how long ot took my son to break his first window. Yep, the inevitable finally happened. It was a perfect shot that propelled a little white golf ball through the skylight window of my daughters bedroom.
I received the call from my wife and the message was simple. "YOUR son has broken his first window,"
I felt a strange sense of pride at this statement. One because he was suddenly MY son and two because he had hit such a perfect shot.
When I arrived home later, his first words to me were; "Dad but it was a sand wedge!". His face was beaming with pride at the perfection of the shot. What could I say to turn this into a life lesson?
In the time I had to digest this information, I was able to relate this event back to how God is full of grace and mercy and how He gives us a second chance. Should I not give my son the same privelege that my heavenly Father has given to me?
I sat my son down and told him that I would give him a second chance this time, provided he helped me repair the window BUT the next time he would not get off so lightly. I pray that he learnt something from this mistake and that he will understand a little better how much God loves him....
It really was an AWESOME shot!!!
Blessings
Mark