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The Barefoot Golfer
« on: Oct 3rd, 2004, 9:57am » |
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NOTE: The following was in my email this morning, wanted to share it with you. Read on............ ==================== After the first hole, he always removed his shoes. He owned the finest golf shoes but preferred grass to leather. He was the barefoot golfer. He was my father. If you are not familiar with golf, it is played in shoes with cleats, metal or plastic spikes that helps keep your feet firmly planted. My father wouldn't wear golf shoes. As soon as he played the first hole and was out of sight of the clubhouse he removed his fancy shoes. The golf course had an unspoken "no shoes, no service" policy. Why did my father play golf without shoes? It began with something that he read. I don't know where he read it, his room was a jumble of books on every subject that could improve life. He said that every organ in the body has nerve endings that terminate in the feet. When you walk on the ground, especially if dew is still on it, it creates a very small electrical current that energizes and helps the whole body. My father in his 70's would walk each morning in the wet grass right after he finished standing on his head for 30 minutes. Yes, he was a very unusual man. He was by average terms a wealthy man. He had built a very successful business. He had six sons (four became ministers) and a wife that he had been married to for nearly 40 years. He was one of the most highly respected businessmen in the city. Yet, he played golf in bare feet. He understood some things about being grounded that you would do well to learn. Shoes won't do it. Yes, they help to firm up your stance and theoretically should help your golf game, but shoes don't make the difference in the real game of life. My father was a physically small man. He stood about 5' 7" tall. He moved the scale to only 145 pounds. He had an extremely outgoing personality and could befriend anyone anywhere. He found golf partners no matter where he traveled. He didn't even have a fancy golf bag or a full set of clubs. He carried only the bare essentials. He would team up with strangers and join their group. They would eye him as someone that would probably slow them down and diminish from the challenge and fun of the game. On the second hole when they saw him remove his shoes they would glance at each other and wonder, "what kind of country player is this?" His swing wasn't even standard. My father's right shoulder was higher than his left. It came from many years of delivering newspapers in his youth with the heavy bag of papers slung over his shoulder. He compensated for his shoulders with an awkward looking swing. The other players thought at least he'd be fun with his wit and smile if not a challenge. The thing is, 95% of the time, he won. By the time they got to the last hole, they knew that this little man in bare feet was something to reckon with. My father taught me that more often than not, the best way would be different from the way of the crowd. "Learn truth my son, and learn to walk in it," was his constant message to me. That same message is constantly imbedded in MountainWings. Has life's burdens and circumstances made one of your shoulders higher than the other? You can still win, even with a handicap, you just may need to swing differently. So what if you don't have the fancy stuff? You can still win. So what if you don't even have any golf shoes? You can still win. Tensed up and stressed out? Take a bit of advice from my father, the barefoot golfer. Get up early in the morning while the grass is still wet. Take off your shoes and spend ten minutes walking in the grass. It's free. If you don't feel better - then what have you lost? I recently bought a set of golf clubs to begin playing again. I also bought a fancy pair of golf shoes. I will wear those fancy shoes when I play, On the first hole.
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