My score was a 64… and I was elated. On a beautiful Monday afternoon, I played golf as part of the Denver Youth for Christ annual outing. The course was perfectly manicured and equally challenging. What made the day, and more specifically, the score of 8 under par possible, was the foursome that I was a part of: Brad Bills is a great golfer. Kelly Rasmussen, even with a very sore back, had a short game to be envied. And Roger Cross, my dear friend, did his part as well.
Because of the tournament format and scoring, these wonderful players became my partners. Their swing was my swing. Their outstanding drives, their skilled chip shots, and their accurate putts were mine. For example, after four holes we had yet to use any of my shots… and yet, my score card read 4 under par! My total reflected Brad, Kelly and Roger’s talent.
…when the goodness and loving kindness of God our Savior appeared, he saved us, not because of works done by us in righteousness, but according to his own mercy… ~Titus 3:4, 5
The Apostle Paul understood this concept at a radically personal and eternal level. He understood that no swing he could take in his own spiritual life could attain the objective or standard of God. So, enter mercy… Christ’s strokes on my score card.
Every drive, every chip, every putt… the Savior; and the 64… becomes my total!
For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God. ~ 2 Corinthians 5:21
Jesus, His swing, His expertise, His righteousness… my score.
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