O Lord of Growing Grass

A friend at church was bemoaning the fact that he spent so much time mowing his grass and not enough time on eternal endeavors. This poem is a result of my musing about his dilemma. The poem did not comfort him, but I like it.

No, we are not to use everyday activity as an excuse not to do what God wants us to do, but as we take on our daily responsibilities, we are to do it in order to glorify God Himself.
“So, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God. (1 Corinthians 10:31 English Standard Version)
And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him. (Colossians 3: 17 English Standard Version)

If you don’t recognize whose mouths I placed words in, they are Moses, David as a shepherd boy, and the Lord Jesus, Who had a regular job until His earthly ministry began.

O Lord of Growing Grass

O LORD of growing grass,
Am I really called
To mow this lawn for you?
Mowing seems of little worth
With dying souls so near.

O LORD of mighty acts,
Am I really called
To lead this mob for you?
Forty years and little seen
But murmuring and sin.

O LORD of five smooth stones,
Indeed I am called
To tend these sheep for you
Just as you are leading me
Beside the waters still.

O Father of my cross,
I will hammer wood
And build this house for you.
I’ll wait my hour patiently
And then my cross I’ll take.

O LORD of growing kids,
I will mow the lawn –
A father called by you.
Confirm the work of my hands
And I will rest in You.

Sheryl Kay Oder (Obviously not a father)

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