MOWING THE GRASS

I clean the garage, trim trees, vacuum, or clean my closets.  Some people mow grass or paint or blow bubbles into the wind. 

What do you do when you are faced with emotional turmoil, a major decision, a situation you can't control and don't have a clue as to the outcome?  How do you remember you are important and are deserving of all things good? Perhaps sometimes if you think about it long enough, you will find that we really do have alot more control than we thought we did.                        

Consider these simple tasks we tackle are prayers against despair or conflict. For within the completion of these tasks we are given some sense of control.  I have a friend that is facing a mess. He can't do much about it right now.Circumstances won't allow it. He wants to mow his grass. He is looking forward to it. Grass he can control with a little water, fertilizer and a lawnmower. Messes are not so easy.  We perhaps spend too much time watering them with our tears and helping them grow with alot of worry and concern.  But in the end how do we control them? Perhaps we need to let them go and find something that brings us joy and grab the brass ring! Life is fleeting and each moment we lose is gone forever.

I often wonder if most of us, to some degree, are leading lives of 'quiet desparation.' There is a connection between the words 'despair' and 'desparation' and perhaps the answer can be found in that space between the words. Stuff that is beyond our control actually controls us.  So the solution is in cleaning the closet and mowing the grass, and in this place our minds clear, so that we might be better equipped to handle the inner turmoil.

My friend says of his chaos, "I have no idea how any of this will end. It is out of my hands. In time!"  No one really knows do they?  This is where faith comes in, to us sailors lost at sea when we feel we are without hope and drifting.

 When you are unsure of the direction of your life what do you do?  Sometimes a phone call can settle you down and then perhaps sometimes watching 'Lonesome Dove' with a beer. And then sometimes when the storm passes you find you are stronger and more valuable than ever.  My friend will find his way and his life will find its joy.