A Broken Mower

The bumblies and flutterbies are very happy. It seems last week while I was gone, #1 went out to mow the grass only to discover that the mower was broken. He was able to make one swipe around the yard before he had to head in to get his father.

"It's blowing white smoke and looks like it's on fire!"

Hubby took it around one more time, agreed with the son that this was out of his range of knowledge, and called the mower repair company.

They came to get the mower the day I was driving back home. The idea was that the service would call if the repair was too expensive and we should just buy a new one.
 So for a week now we have been walking through high weeds and wondering if we need to take out a loan for a mower. Today the mower was returned to us in working condition. No more smoke. No need for a loan. Whew!

Now the boys are out mowing the grass, which has grown abundantly in this moist, warm climate, with the blade on high. #2, mostly growing up in NASCAR country, has to be reminded to slow down as he mows. He likes to take the turns a bit too quickly and leaves behind a patch of high grass and weeds every few swipes.

The boys understand that they will be mowing again in a few more days with the blade a bit lower. That's the way it has to be done in order to get through all of the grass.


The problem with a lawn mower is that you don't know it is broken until you already need to use it. The grass needed mowing a week ago- maybe even earlier but the weather wasn't cooperative. Now, at least a week past mowing time, the grass is full of weeds, ant hills, and problems.

Paul told Timothy to be prepared in season and out of season to correct, rebuke, and encourage- with great patience and careful instruction. (2 Tim 4:2) He was saying check your mower before it's time to mow. Raise the blade, go easy around the curves, and spray some ant killer. But always, always be sure your mower is ready.