Having three boys I’ve been extremely fortunate over the years. I can assign lawn mowing duties. After they get to a certain age, that assignment costs me. It’s a cost I’ve been willing to pay.

Now, I’m back to the lawn mowing duties. There are several reasons why I hate mowing the lawn. But they all pale to one: It’s the time when I know the Lord will talk to me.

Sounds odd. Who doesn’t want to hear from God?

But when I mow the lawn and the Lord begins to speak to me, it’s often a very uncomfortable conversation. There are things to deal with and I’ve added enough noise to my life that I’ve avoided listening. Having one of my boys mow the lawn all the time was adding “noise” to my life.

When I get the lawnmower out I know it’s an hour of uninterrupted time. I don’t blast music on a music player. I just mow. And in that mowing, my spiritual ears are open.

Today was one of those days. I needed to get the lawn mowed and as soon as I started it up I began hearing what I needed to hear… but just didn’t want to listen to at the time. All kinds of great listens about “keeping the lawn of your spirit in order” and “watching out for spiritual weeds.” All kinds of stuff… junk in my life and I was face to face with it for an hour.

I’m thinking of getting a lawn mowing service next year. 😉