Whoever said that yard work is therapeutic obviously had never worked in a yard!
I don't mind working in my yard. I'm the typical guy who likes to pull out the power tools and cut, trim and edge a perfectly manicured yard (and then take credit for it as if I was the one who made the grass grow and the flowers bloom). However, my frustration comes to a boil when I feel that my yard seems to be working against me.
Case in point: Last year, I came to the conclusion that the reason I had brown grass was because the $10 sprinklers weren't getting the job done. So, I brought in the pro's and installed a sprinkler system - my neighbors were green with envy (sorry, I had to!). But now, instead of green grass I have perfectly watered, huge, green WEEDS!!
So as I spent this beautiful Saturday afternoon tugging and pulling at weeds, I suddenly remembered that there was a time when keeping a garden was a easy thing to do!! The Garden of Eden surely must have been a cool place to hang out! Adam and Eve got to sit back, relax and enjoy the beauty of God without ever having to cut, trim or even edge.
I'm not trying to say that the worst thing about the fall of man was that it made it more difficult for me to work in my yard - I'm just saying I would have loved to have stood next to Adam the first time he had to pull a weed.
"You just had to eat the apple, didn't you Adam? Of all the things to eat in the garden - it had to be that apple! Nice play, big guy! . . . Oh by the way, Adam, if you don't pull up the entire root - the weed grows back!"
On that note, Happy Easter!