A Change of Heart

Did you know that God spends time on the golf course?

This week my grandfather played his regular round of Tuesday morning golf.  Voted.  And then went to the hospital because he had a massive heart attack.

Papaw plays golf every Tuesday morning at 7:30.  This is before the Club is even open.  The pro shop leaves out a couple of golf carts the night before.  And this group of men tee off with the sun.  The bet - three dollars.  You might think that the same three dollars go round and round, but I learned this week that Papaw and his partner were on a hot streak - 15 wins in a row - up until this past Tuesday.

Papaw was complaining that his chest was hurting.  Thankfully, one of the men in the group had a little pill in his pocket that he kept with him at all times.  This man, a retired doctor, and someone who had previously had heart surgery himself, kept this with him in case he ever had a heart attack.  The doc made him take the pill, which we later learned probably saved his life.  Thank you Lord for rising with the sun on Tuesday and heading to the golf course.

Today Papaw will have triple bypass surgery.  My prayers are for a successful surgery, may the Lord be with the surgeon and nurses, and strength for my grandmother.