As they say up North, though not nearly as often us, “It’s wicked hot outside.”
I am pretty sure, as I write this, you could fry the proverbial egg on the sidewalk. So, outdoor activities and walks have been limited to early morning or late in the evening.
That’s a problem for me. Stuck inside the house is my “antsy” place. I am an outside girl, but what’s a girl to do when it’s over the top uncomfortable.
When it comes to yard work, golf ball hunting or walking it will just have to wait for the breezes to blow.
Needless to say cabin fever was setting in when Coop said, “You want to walk?” It was an invitation to brave the sultry steam of an outdoor evening.
Of course my answer was a quick, “Let me get my shoes and douse myself in skeeter spray. About that skeeter spray, I don’t know why I even make the effort. The mist attracts them to me for some reason … like flies to honey. I always return home an advertisement for Benadryl spray.
Well, enough of that side bar. Follow me on my walk. It lasted only about two holes on the golf course and then oppressive heat began to suck the breath out of me. I chose to ride on in hoping the air would be cooler when the cart was in motion. We were riding along when what did my wandering eyes see?
Yes, it was a golf ball peeking out and calling to me from the woods. I heard my voice scream, “Stop!”
Cooper, not sure what was happening, slammed on the brakes and I rushed headlong to the edge of the woods where the little golf ball was calling my name.
As I picked up the ball, deep in the woods, a light filtered through the trees beaming its rays on a beautiful, yellow-green sparkling ball. I had to have it for my collection. Only problem, lots of brush and snaky looking stuff between the ball and my bag.
As the light bounced off the ball, I could almost hear a voice singing, “Come hither. Come hither.”
I almost went in because I like shiny, colorful golf balls. Another voice seemed to say “watch out something in there goes slither.” So, I asked Coop if he thought it was safe. Being my hero, he decided to get the ball for me. Y’all it was an old ugly ball. Not worth the danger.
That’ll preach. Kids are off to school or colleges. For many there are a lot of things shining brightly calling their names. Some good and some that just shine and beckon into a scary place where the luster quickly fades.
For the rest of us, the been there done that crowd, we can still get caught up in the glitter of life. Let’s take heed to what the scriptures say, “for the Lord gives wisdom, and from His mouth come knowledge and understanding … For wisdom will enter your heart and knowledge will be pleasant to your soul. Discretion will protect you, and understanding will guard you. Proverbs 2: 6, 10-11 Watch out for those “come hithers,” y’all!
Kandi Farris, a freelance correspondent, also is a speaker on matters of faith and values.