Comforts of Grace

It's as close to a hole-in-one I've ever achieved ... or may ever again for that matter.  So this gal, who's only golfed a handful of times in the last 15 years, was giddy and dumbfounded by this picture worthy moment last Wednesday morning. That's my drive in one after sailing between sand traps and a pond!  And there's Chris' nice chipped shot in two. Wondering, geesh, how long was that drive?  Locals will recognize it as hole #2 at the Elks ~ starting back there by those three tiny spruce trees in the background.  A par 3 ~ 109 yards for the ladies.  So no, I must confess, it wasn't a 350 yard drive. But, I have always been blessed in golf with straight and long drives.  A skill I can only humbly thank as a gift because it surely hasn't been studied or practiced due to the demands of motherhood the last thirty years. On the rare occasions that I have, I love to play golf.  And so does Chris.  I remember the joy over twenty years ago when