Last thursday morning I was talking to my mom about all my plans and visions and great ideas.

I have a new one about each week.

I want to change the world and minister to all the people,

And apparently, my mom does too.

She told me something that just might change the world.

Or at the very least, my world.

“Katie, you just need to stop. Take some time and just be before God. Take some time to listen.

And so of course, I told her, like I always do,

“I know mom…and I kept talking and talking and talking about how I am trying so hard to listen.

Later that day when my husband got home from work I told him that I was going to take some time just listening to God.

He said with a playful hope in his voice,

“you know what always helps me listen to God? Mowing the lawn…”

I’m 27 years old and last Thursday was the first time I’ve ever touched a lawn mower in my life.

But my husband was right. It worked.

I mowed. God spoke.

And really He just told me that mowing the lawn is beautiful.

And much like the heart of Jesus.

It’s the kind of job that rich people pay other people to do.

It’s the kind of job, along with cleaning the house and making meals that I have always dreamed of paying somebody to do someday.

So when we make it big we can spend more time on the things that really matter.

I kept mowing. God kept speaking.

And the grass was making my shoes turn green.

And I thought of Jesus.

The son of God. He could of been so cool. He could’ve been so famous.

He could’ve been so appealing. He could’ve payed someone to mow the lawn.

I want so badly to do all these great and important things for the Kingdom of God, for the world.

But there is never enough time…or enough money…or enough energy once the kids are in bed.

Every week the grass grows and the dandelions grow even faster. And my husband is tired when he gets home from work.

Maybe I can start by mowing the lawn…