Doug Van Pelt

Sneaky Don Miller

In Through Painted Deserts there is a chapter called "Night Golf." Don and Paul arrive in Visalia, California to look up an old friend of Don's. His name is Mike Tucker. HM has a columnist named Greg Tucker, whom David Allen brought to the mag when he started working here three years ago. Greg is a pastor somewhere in California. David is good friends with Don, so maybe Greg is the "Mike Tucker" in the book -- one of those "change all the names" tricks.

Mike does what a good friend does when another friend arrives: after work they go out and have fun. They jump over the fence of a golf driving range and play a made-up game called "Night Golf," where they gather a bunch of golf balls from the range, collect them in grocery bags, and then hit balls at each other from a distance. They can't see each other, but judging by noises and such one can take aim and try to nail your friend with a good shot.

It's fun to read about stuff like this. They talk about God and are making God the god of their lives as they try to figure out life and Who God is and such. Yet they aren't above having fun. That sounds good and right to me.