A Lawn Full of Blessings

Ever have someone bless you? Maybe it was something they said or did? I’m sure you have.

Let me ask you this…. Of all people, did you expect that person to be the one to bless you?

An unexpected blessing–from someone I least expected–fell on my lap just this morning.

My husband started a new job last week, and our lawn hadn’t been mown in that time. He usually mows our lawn once a week, using our neighbor’s mower. In return, he also mows that neighbor’s lawn.

It has rained quite a bit in our area lately, and our lawn looks more like stalks of corn. (Okay, so I’m exaggerating.)

Each evening, my husband has come home with the intention of mowing the lawn, but alas, the rain has prevailed.

I guess I should say at this point that I’ve never mown a lawn in my life. Seriously. And with my chronic neck and back pain, I probably shouldn’t be mowing lawns anytime soon.

Nonetheless, after several days of seeing the grass grow exponentially, I decided I would just mow the lawn myself. That way, I could cut the long green blades before the city posted a citation on our door and–more importantly, bless my husband so that he wouldn’t have to worry about it. (I could pay a visit to my chiropractor later on today if I needed it.)

As I was returning from dropping off my kids at school this morning, I prayed, telling God that I wanted to bless my husband by mowing the lawn.

As I parked the car, I noticed another neighbor motioning me to come over. He asked if he could borrow our mower so that he could mow his lawn and he would also mow ours.

“That’s great,” I said, “except it’s not our mower. It’s his mower.” I motioned to our neighbor. “I left him a message this morning to see if I could borrow the mower today.”

“Tell you what,” he said, “If he’ll let me use his mower, I’ll mow your lawn, my lawn, and his lawn.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course. That way, Luis [that’s my husband’s name] doesn’t have to worry about it.”

“Wow!” My voice started to shake. “What a blessing! I’ll let you know when I hear from him.”

I literally skipped inside the house—a smile on my face and tears in my eyes.

“What a blessing!”

Long story short… The neighbor is outside—at this very moment—mowing my lawn.

This man—one who keeps to himself, hardly ever says a word—has blessed me. I know God sent him to me today to show me that He is in control of everything—even my lawn.

My heart beats with excitement: Luis will be so surprised!

In the meantime, I can enjoy the sweet smell of freshly cut grass!

Give, and it will be given to you; a good measure-pressed down, shaken together, and running over-will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured back to you. (Luke 6:38)

 

How about you? Do you have a story about how God blessed you using a person you least expected? Share it with us.

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