Did you go golfing with your gardener?
Not exactly.
I don't play much golf and pretty much stink, but some guys from the church I was pastoring talked me into going with them to a SuperBall tourney. Couple of deacons, church secretary's husband, etc. in this group. So we're on the last hole and need to score big to be in the hunt. We're about 175 away from the green.
First guy hit, got good distance but went to the right of the green. I hit, same thing. Third guy, same thing. Fourth guy, same thing. We need to be putting to get an eagle and salvage at least a birdie, so two guys with mulligans left use them. Both shots go to the right of the hole. Honestly, we hit six shots to that side within 15 yards of one another.
The deacon in the group says, "Sonofabitch! SHIT!" Everyone kind of turns red and puts their heads down and starts towards the carts. I had only been at the church about a year and they didn't know how I'd react. I was behind them trying not to just bust out laughing. Everyone is kind of staring at the deacon guy, and glancing at me and wondering what will happen. We get in the cart and he finally says, "Well, if Jesus had hit six shots in a row like that, he'da cussed too!" And we all just busted out laughing.
