By: Curtis Schofield, Spiritual Insight
enjoy hunting lost balls more than playing golf. Why? Because I am very
successful at finding lost golf balls. One time with some friends I played so
poorly, I just stopped playing and started hunting lost balls. My friends who
were not impressed with my golf were soon noticing how many balls I was
“Curt, how did
you find all those balls?” “I guess I just knew where to look.” “How could you
know? You have never played golf here before.”
“It is just I have experience looking for lost balls.” I got to
thinking. What has my experience taught me?
• If you want
to find lost balls you do not look in the city park or on the side of the
interstate highway you go where people play golf.
• If you are
going to find lost balls on golf course where would you look? Certainly not in
the places where it is easy to see and to walk.
• You have to
go where lost balls hide.
• You have to
go into places where most players do not want to go.
and I worshiped at First United Methodist Church, Stevenson, Ala. We saw
something there that inspired us.
In front of us
was couple who looked like they were in their 60’s. They had with them eight
children. They were so attentive to those children. They were acting like
wonderful grandparents. But it turned out that the children were “lost balls”
from families who will not bring their children to church.
members of the church gathered around, and it was obvious that they were very
proud of the two disciples who practiced what Jesus taught, “I have come to
seek and to save that which is lost! Follow me!”
“Curt, will you
tell us a story from your past that will help us know how to find lost
When I was a
child I used to read a cartoon named Mutt and Jeff. One night someone was walking
slowly around the streetlight close to Jeff’s yard. Jeff went out to see who it
was. It was his friend, Mutt.
“What are you
doing?” “I am looking for a dime I lost this afternoon.” “Can I help you look?”
So they both
looked everywhere around the light. Finally after an hour, Jeff said, “Mutt, we
have looked every where around this street light. I do not think it is here.
Are you sure you lost that dime right here?”
“No, I am not
“Then why are
we wasting our time looking here?” “Because this is the only place in the yard
where there is light.”
were you playing the last time you know for sure you had the dime?”
there in the dark where we were playing marbles.”
“Come on Mutt
lets go into the house and get a flash light and look over there.”
Curtis Schofield is a retired minister
residing on Sand Mountain. Read more of his faith stories at