I mowed the grass last night and it felt great. I was tired by the end, but it was well worth it. Not only were the grass blades, which had been knitting themselves together in a bit of a jungle, trimmed down to a reasonable level but my soul was watered by the experience.
- When I mow the lawn, my brain has to stay engaged in what I am doing, but not so much that it can’t wander if necessary.
- I bring some level of order out of some level of chaos.
- When I am done, I can see the results.
- There are no shortcuts – I have to push that mower across every bit of lawn.
- The physical exercise is good.
Ahh, mowing the lawn…
3 replies on “Mowing as Spiritual Discipline”
I agree!! I love mowing the lawn. Actually, for all the reasons listed above… especially the instant gratification.
I accepted Christ while mowing the lawn in high school. Seriously.
yes, yes. all about it. I listen to podcasts or just let the mind wander. Either way, the hands are busy, so the mind is free. I love mowing for the spiritual and mental clarity I can get as much as anything else.