Between the Clouds

In the last two weeks I had lost something. Tonight I went looking for it and found it between the clouds.

A golf lesson on the cruise ship changed some things about my golf swing. When I got home, I began practicing those new things at the driving range to little avail.

The next day, I went golfing with a golf pro from seminary and he acknowledged that the lesson had some good value, but also adjusted some things awkwardly and too quickly to be of benefit.

Throughout that day I became very spotty at hitting a good shot. Even the driving range afterwards left me wondering where my golf swing had gone.

Between the thunderstorms and rain clouds tonight I found an hour to go to the driving range. In that hour, I found my missing golf swing. It took some things from the lesson on the cruise, but returned much of what I had been doing before.

I was happy to find it.