KICKING BOWLING BALLS
KICKING BOWLING BALLS When our son Curt was old enough to know better, he was walking down the street and noticed a ball sitting in the neighbor’s front yard. Whether he was upset at something, just wishing to play mischief on the neighbor kids or just saw a ball that needed to be kick, it doesn’t really matter what his motive was. What mattered was that he made the decision to kick that ball for a country mile. Running full force he let his kicking foot fly into it expecting to see it soar! Instead, he instantly felt excruciating pain as his foot crunched into what was in reality, a bowling ball! It took Curt’s foot several weeks, while limping in agony, before it slowly recovered. We laugh now looking back but at the same time empathize with Curt at the misery he caused himself by making a painfully poor decision. Upon self-examination, we might discover that we too have “kicked a few bowling balls”