Sacred and hallowed aptly describe the unfolding beauty I see when I walk upon the grounds of the Augusta National Golf Club, home of the Masters Golf Tournament. If you’re not a golfer, please bear with me, but this is an extraordinary experience. We’ve been privileged to have been there twice now, four years ago and once again earlier this week. As I catch my breath, amazed at all I see, I can only imagine how much better heaven will be. All this will pale in comparison.