Augusta National

Today I was making a trip from Myrtle Beach to Watkinsville Ga. I've made this trip before both to my grandadults home and also going to my daughters. Today I had time so I thought I would jump off and ride by Augusta National the home of the Masters golf tournament. The picture is not Augusta. I could not get a picture of Augusta. The place is surrounded by twenty foot high hedges so you can't even see a fairway. At least Pebble Beach and some other noteworthy golf courses are visible to the world but the members only private privileged nature of Augusta is overwhelmingly clear as you just try to drive by. During the same week that I have been hooked with watching and praying for the victims of devastation in Haiti, it just really turned me off. I know we have a huge gap between the haves and the have nots in this world but at times it really does make me angry. A priest friend of mine wrote a song that basically said that if all of God's people who had enough shared with God's people who didn't have enough then all God's people would have enough! Enough!! Enough! Enough! Amen!!