I want to thank you for the time I was able to get away with my family. We had a wonderful week at a beach house in Seaside. I was able to spend a lot of time with everyone as well as do a lot of reading and studying.
The highlight for me was playing my first nine holes of golf with my dad. I want you to think of the worst golf player you know. If you don’t know any golfers, then think of the worst golfer you can imagine. That person would probably beat me…bad. You know that feeling when you hit the ball perfectly and it goes right toward the cup? I didn’t really get to have that feeling. Oftentimes when I swung I missed the ball completely or hit the ground. When I hit the ball I usually knocked it into the nearby woods, or the water, or one time I even hit a house. Two old women were watching me try to tee off on the first hole, and I was having so much trouble just getting the ball down the green that we told them to go in front of us. Although it was still a really wonderful experience, because I got to spend a lot of time with my dad.
I’ve chosen what might seem like an odd passage of Scripture for this morning’s message. 1 Corinthians 15 is the chapter on all things related to Jesus’ and our resurrection, so it would seem like a logical choice, but I wanted to do something that made the events on Calgary 2,000 years ago a little more personal. This week we celebrate what God the Father and God the Son did at the cross, and it was beautifully illustrated for us 2,000 years before it happened between another father and son: Abraham and Isaac.