Where's the mess in your life?

Life is messy...anyone with a child or dog certainly knows that, and no matter what we do to try to control it, the laws of nature always take over with a snicker.

Tiger Woods has been snickered at on a grand scale lately.

We have watched his career and life in a collective awe. His mastery of the game and his seemingly perfect life. Major endorsements hundreds of millions of dollars, a model wife, two healthy children...so where's the mess?

Well now, there are at least twelve main messes in different cites scattered through the country and possibly more in the world. The messes in Tiger's life are his women, and apparently, vicodin.

At first when the story broke that Tiger had been in a car accident in the wee hours of the morning right outside of his home... and a golf club was somehow involved, the mess reared it's ugly head. Tiger and his "people" tried to control and contain it. But you can't do that anymore today. Cell phones and cameras everywhere, digital trails of your life everywhere and money...oh money can make the dumb talk ,talk ,and talk.

The irony that this all started on Thanksgiving evening was not lost on those of us who may be struggling with losses of some kind, whether it be loved ones or financial or perhaps, faith. We look at Tiger and his great abundant life and think "What more did he want...geez, he had it all"...including big uncontrollable messes.

We viewed Tiger as early as 2 years old on the Mike Douglas show with his father, showing the country his wunderkid golf skills. His life would become a series of disciplines ever since. His father used to shake a can full of rocks near Tiger's head as he would swing at the golf ball to teach him to stay focused, and not get distracted from the game...control, don't let it get messy.
Tiger had a ritual of what he would wear during tournaments, he would have his clothes chosen and laid out according to color for each day of the competition...control, don't let it get messy.

Had his affairs been about one mistress and perhaps some love involved, we all would have understood what it means to be a fool...but once it was revealed to be multiple trysts, it became about him and how he can control everything in his life except why he can't be a good husband and father.

As he will learn, you can't control another person...nature...a toddler or a head strong boxer dog or...the mess you have created...until you are willing to admit you have created a mess.

Having said that, my closet is a mess...I created it...no more shoes or purses for me. There I am cured ;)

Of course now the only way for Tiger to turn this around is to head to a sex addiction clinic (hahahahaha) and hide for 28 days..then come out swinging.

He needs to realize the turmoil this has created for his family, not him or his image, his FAMILY...and the two little children that God has intrusted to him need him to man up and be a father or get out of their lives...He has basically forfeited his father role by humiliating the mother and spending millions of their college/inheritance to impress and now suppress the lowlife sluts he has created this mess with.

His career will recover, of course, but never back to the level it was. The worst part , however, is that his family will never recover, it's out of his control.

The mess has won.

.... And when you are at the end of your days ( yet another time you have no control over), facing down the messes in your life, it won't be your career sitting next to you in hospice, or the nursing home, or the hospital bed...it will be your children...or not.