Monday, June 25, 2012

Why I am pumped about Disc Golf again...

I discovered the sport of Disc Golf (not Frolf) about 8 or 9 years ago as a youth pastor in North Carolina.  I have a fairly compulsive and competitive personality and threw myself into the sport.  I was by no means a top player, but I could throw the disc a pretty good ways and eventually began playing competitively.  I even have a PDGA (Professional Disc Golf Association) number and player rating.

I usually played in small weekly tournaments and became good friends with lots of the local players.  It was a great escape outside the church bubble that so many pastors and staff can get trapped in if we aren't careful. We had two great courses in our town and I always saw people I knew out there.  We were like a family.  In fact, I eventually became the unofficial "course pastor" and I would get calls whenever folks hit a snag in life that they wanted some help with.  I didn't know it at the time, but the community I experienced with the local players was a huge part of why I played.

Five years ago I moved out here to a suburb of Dallas, TX.  There are more courses to choose from, lots of tourneys, and more players. I should fit right in... the truth is that the course (Harry Myers Disc Golf Course) near my house was brand new when I moved here.  There was no local scene.  Many times I would be the only player on the whole course.  There were virtually no locals that called this their "home course".  There were no weekly tourneys, nothing.   It is one of the best courses I have ever played, but there was no disc golf scene there.

I eventually got tired of playing  rounds by myself or with strangers every time I went out.  About three years ago, I set my gear on a shelf in the garage and it literally started collecting dust.  About a month ago a friend, Mike, asked me to take him out to play a round.  I really wasn't looking forward to it to be honest, but we went.  Mike is a freak of nature and picked it up really quick.  I got online and quickly discovered that with the explosion of social media in the last four years, the community I wanted when I moved here, is happening.

The course has a Facebook page where guys post when/where they are playing, discs lost, discs found, local tourneys, etc.... I have jumped back in with both feet.  I love it!  I get to walk and talk for 90 minutes when I play with guys.  I get to hear their story and share a bit of life with them.  I am hoping that God will trust me with new relationships in the future.

Isn't it amazing that at the end of the day, all of us are looking for a place to connect, belong, care and be cared for?  Almost seems like we were created for community...

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