My heart started to pulse and pound, sweat broke out all over my face, even though it was only 13 degrees Celsius. With a trembling finger, I flicked on the power switch...it did not work! Hmmm...Back to Google.
I had spent most of the night before watching ‘How to’ videos on youtube detailing fool proof methods of cutting the lawn. I never thought that turning on the lawn mower would be the thing that tried to defeat me first.
I went inside, turned on my computer and typed into the search engine, ‘How to turn on a lawn mower’. Many different descriptions came up, so I selected the one that looked most user friendly...it spoke about pulling the throttle. I went back outside, and discovered my lawn mower had no throttle! Hmmm...Perhaps I should search for the name of the mower to see if that helped.
I turned the wheeled beast upside down and had a good look...Well, the mower was so old most of the paintwork with the name was scratched. I became extremely frustrated! Tears started streaming down my face.
All my life I’ve had someone around to cut the grass. All of a sudden I was left with no choice but to try to do this task myself. Why me? Could I not do ANYTHING right? What’s wrong with me? I started to pray. God knew I did not have the money to pay to get the grass cut, and I really needed help. Even just to boost my self esteem.
I was determined to cut the grass...so I started to examine the thing. I noticed a single button...well...that must be the start button, right? I pressed it, no response.
Then I saw a lever...I pulled the lever...no response. Hmmm...
I pressed the button, and then pulled the lever...No response.
I pulled the lever, and then pressed the button... No response.
Oh dear, I thought. I need a new lawnmower. It has stopped working! I have no money to buy a new one! What to do?
Finally in desperation, I pushed the button and pulled the lever at exactly the same time. The engine revved, but died almost immediately. It took me a further fifteen minutes to realize that I had to keep hold of the lever whilst cutting the lawn. It was a safety mechanism. I must say, after finally cutting the lawn, I photographed it and sent it to all my friends.
Never had such a simple task given such a spectacular wave of accomplishment. I felt good! Even in the little things like my need to cut the grass, God cares about. Thank you Lord for meeting me at the point of my need.