The Limp That Won the Open
On February 2, 1949, Ben Hogan's car collided head-on with a Greyhound bus on a foggy Texas highway. He shattered his pelvis, fractured his collarbone, broke his ankle, and nearly died from blood clots. Doctors told him he might never walk again, let alone play competitive golf.
Sixteen months later, Hogan limped onto the course at Merion Golf Club for the 1950 U.S. Open. His legs were wrapped in bandages. Every step hurt. He had to soak in hot baths each evening just to loosen muscles that had fused during months of stillness. Over 36 grueling holes on the final day, he could barely stand by the end. But he forced a playoff — and won it the next day.
What strikes me is that Hogan didn't wait until the pain was gone. He played through it. The healing was real, but it was not yet complete. He carried the limp for the rest of his career.
That is often how the Lord heals us. We want to wait until every trace of the wound disappears before we step back onto the course. But God says, "My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness." Healing doesn't always mean the absence of a limp. Sometimes it means discovering that the Almighty walks with you — step by painful step — and that His strength shows up most clearly right where yours runs out.
You don't have to be whole to move forward. You just have to be willing to let Him carry what you can't.
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