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Welcome to my blog. More nights than not I am up well past the midnight hour. Burning the midnight oil, some might say. I believe it is because I enjoy the "me time". The hubby and the grandson are in bed, the phone is not ringing, I don't have to stop what I am doing to take care of something or someone else. I can watch what I want on TV or not at all if I want. I can turn the volume down or mute it if I want! It's all about me.....and usually God.

It's usually me and Facebook, until all my friends say goodnight and sign off, then it's me and God. We have these talks and He usually shows me something profound.Usually I am amazed at why I never "got it" before. At that very second, I have an "aha" moment, then find somewhere to record it, whether it be on a blog (I've started a few) or journal, (started even more of those), write it in my bible, which has many profound "ahas", or just write it on a piece of paper,that gets put aside and then years later is found to be read again...at just the right moment! An "aha" moment. It all comes full circle. Just like life.

Did you ever notice how people come into your lives at just the right time? Then you go years without seeing or talking to them, then poof, one day you run into them again and you pick up just where you left off. That's how God is. Even though we are not always faithful and loyal to him, He never leaves us. We may not always be thinking of Him or even include Him into our day, but He is always there for us when we call on Him.

"Real" Golfer, By Peggy Faulk Ellender


"Real" Golfer"











I am a golfer, a "real" golfer,
With a desire to prove it so;
I'll obey the rules as taught to me,
And learn those I do not yet know.

I'll be kind and considerate to beginners,
A good example, I pledge to set;
And as a "real" golfer,
There are things I'll try to never forget.

Like: The marshals are the starters friends,
With only a job to do;
Therefore, I'll yield to their "on course rules",
As any "real" golfer will do.

I'll teach my slow playing buddies,
The art of keeping the pace;
I'll repair any ball mark I make,
Any divot I'll promptly replace.

I'll treat the pros in the pro shop,
With the proper respect of the day;
For it is they who have made possible,
This wonderful game that we play.

I'll count my strokes fairly and squarely,
No cheating, in any way;
For sand bagging is much like stealing,
And is sure to haunt you someday.

I'll observe the wonders of nature,
Protecting what the Lord has created;
I'll bask in each round He allows me,
And all blessings therein delegated.

I'll invite into my threesome,
Any single who straggles up;
And I'll never, ever use my putter,
To retrieve my ball from the cup.

I'll not drag my feet 'cross the greens,
Oh, what a mess that makes;
Or drive a cart onto par threes,
Never---for goodness sakes!

I promise not to hit into others,
It's a dangerous thing to do;
I beg you to refrain form doing that, also,
Would you like it done to you?

I'll remember that golf was designed,
To be a sporting, gentleman's game;
Pledging to conduct myself,
In a manner resembling the same.

Now, that I've been to the driving range,
And tested the practice green;
I'm ready to tee up my ball,
And see if I can get in eighteen.

So, with all of the above in mind,
The picture I'd like to portray;
Is an honest, considerate, consummate "real" golfer,
Even though it's not very well that I play.

written by :   Peggy Faulk Ellender

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