I am the world’s worst neighbor.
I let my grass go so long I had to use my hedge-clippers to get the crab grass short enough to mow.
No joke.
So when my neighbor starts his lawn mower when I’ve decided to at last tackle the front yard, I’m feeling serious guilt.
I see him glance over at my old-fashioned mower taking its hundred passes.
He’s done with his front yard and moves on to his back.
He’s mowing a little extra, taking a few feet out of my backyard.
Instead of returning my negligence, he’s showing me kindness.
My hair’s almost on fire.
Darn it all. Now I feel obligated to mow the BACK YARD too.
I haven’t even attempted that since the Fourth of July.
“Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave it to the wrath of God, for it is written, “Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord.” To the contrary, “if your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink; for by so doing you will heap burning coals on his head.”
~Romans 12:19-20 (ESV)