I loved watching Tiger win this past Sunday. We loved it in when he won on the course, and then we were in a twisted way glad when he failed off of the course, and now grace has had a comeback.

I like Lance Armstrong, the professional bicyclists who cheated with multiple Tour de France victories. Before we knew Mr. Armstrong was doping in order to give him an advantage in these bike races, he was diagnosed with potentially fatal metastatic testicular cancer. He started the Livestrong Foundation to help other cancer survivors. He has raised a lot of money and done a lot of good. The cheating doesn’t negate the good Lance Armstrong has done.

One of the things Livestrong did was produce a yellow wristband, you know the kind everybody is wearing for some cause. I wear one to remind me of grace (God’s unmerited favor).

Romans 5:8 tells me, “while I was still a sinner Christ died for me.” Jesus also told us that the one without sin gets to throw the first rocks at people like Lance Armstrong and Tiger Woods.

What is it that we like to worship these celebrities, we make them into idols but then we like to trash them and like I said earlier we enjoy it when they fail? What’s wrong with us? 1st Corinthians 13 tells us that we are not to rejoice at “wrongdoing” or “unrighteousness (things that are not right).”

I have a friend that passed away recently. He had done a lot of good in his life, helped a lot of people, was a great blessing and then he died. After he died everyone found out that maybe he was not such a great guy, that he was not as perfect as we thought and, while he did some good stuff, he also did a lot of bad stuff and he hurt a lot of people.

I wondered what we would say at his funeral service. The bottom line was did we love my friend, and that answer was yes, we loved him and we loved him a lot.

1st Corinthians 13 says, “Love bears all things, … love believes or hopes for the best about others, love endures, it does not weaken and it keeps no record of wrongs.”

People are people and none of us is perfect. I know I’ve got stuff I don’t want people to know about me (like going to the KC Hall dances back in the day when my parents didn’t allow me to go), but I still need love.

I like to love, it’s better than the alternative. I’m celebrating the good today and praying about the not so good. God’s in charge and I’m not. He told me to tell you that.


Ken Ansell currently serves as a pastor and local missionary in small, rural Texas community. He plays lots of tennis and fly fishes when he can. He can be reached at kenansell1@gmail.com.