Two words about people who cheat on their golf handicap.
WHO CARES.
Go out and play...do your best. If you don’t win, quit crying.
What I want to know is, why can’t we celebrate success? I know precious few people who rejoice when good things happen to people.
A dear friend of mine inherited some money about ten years ago. He made smart choices and turned it into even more money. He was (and is) a good steward of it and was generous to many people, including me when I needed it (he didn’t give me money, he gave me a place to live). And he even let me act like an idiot while I lived there.
And he lost friends. I still can’t figure that one out.
There is an infinite amount of blessings out there. A blessing we receive isn’t subtracting from one another person might get. But this is how people act.
Everyone thinks they are getting cheated. If you’re rich, you’re a crook. If you won, you cheated. If you have a good job and live in the Caribbean, you’re an idiot.
Well, finally one I can agree with.
