I played golf yesterday. My friend Josh and I had a great time – until the 10’th hole. I scored a sixteen on that deplorable piece of dirt. If you know anything about golf, you know a sixteen is dreadful. As a matter of fact, it is probably the worst I have ever done on one hole. My patience was greatly tested. I failed the test. It took several holes for my nerves to settle and my attitude to adjust. I thought out loud, “This is just golf. In the grand scheme of things it doesn’t really matter.” Golf is like life in so many ways. Often, life is going great – until the 10’th hole. Perhaps your 10’th hole is an illness. Maybe you have had a hard day at work. Or maybe a friend or family member has your nerves frayed and your attitude out of whack. Are you counting it all joy? Are you passing the test? I am thankful that a round of golf is 18 holes. That 10’th hole was only a portion of the course. Remember, your 10’th hole is temporary as well. Don’t let is bog you down. There are many holes yet to come. Move on and praise God!