Two golfers stepped up to the first tee on the St. Andrews course in New York. The older golfer was a kindly man who played a thoughtful, deliberate game. The younger golfer was full of pride and impatience.
On the first hole he sliced, lost his ball in the tall grass, hit another one and had a score of 8 instead of 4 or 5. And the next hole was even worse.
Frustrated, he began hollering at the caddy: "Keep your eyes peeled. I'm not here to do your job for you!" Thereafter, every bad shot was the caddy's fault! At the end of the first 9 holes, the younger golfer was so upset that he discharged the caddy & carried his own bag. "That caddy made me nervous. He doesn't like me, and I blankety-blank sure don't like him! I say good riddance to him!"
After several more holes had been played without a word, the older golfer broke the silence: "Several years ago a little kid from Yonkers came up here and became a caddy. He was a sweet-natured boy; quick-witted, willing and had a nose for golf. Everybody liked him. His name was William; he had a clubfoot. But that didn't affect his caddying. It was a pleasure to go out with him."
"A famous doctor, a member of the club, became interested in William and took him South that winter. He operated on his foot. When William returned, he went back to caddying. The doctor, however, had to give up golf shortly after that because of his health. And it wasn't long after that when he died.
"Months later I was playing a round with William carrying my bag. It was Spring, the fields and hedges were alive with blossoms. William stopped several times to gather flowers until he had quite a bouquet.
'Who's the girl, William?' I asked.
'I haven't any girl, sir,' he said. 'They're for my friend, the doctor... twice a week I take flowers to his grave.'
"Now that's a caddy worth having," the younger golfer said. "What ever happened to him?"
The older man paused and then replied, "For 9 holes he was carrying your bag."
Today is Thanksgiving here in America. A day to stop and give thanks to God for the many blessings we have in our lives. From family to friends, From health to faith... I give thanks everyday. God has so richly blessed me... that I often feel so undeserving of it all.
Today, I hope that you will pause, take count of your many blessings and thank God. May you feel God's Love in your heart. May your faith grow bigger with each breath.
Giving thanks to God for you,