Killing Me Softly

I finally took the plunge yesterday and sprayed Roundup all over my yard. My dad was visiting last weekend and I finally let the shame of my terrible lawn overcome me. I think that part of me enjoyed being a little bit rebellious in having a messy lawn despite growing up with a beautiful one. However, in talking to dad it seems that I'm only looking at a few hours of work to revitalize the current lawn. Unfortunately, there is just too much nasty stuff in it and it is better to start from scratch. Hopefully by this time in October I will have the makings of some beautiful tall fescue.

It's bizarre that I keep looking out the window hoping to see grass withering. I'm not positive, but I think that the bermuda takes longer to wilt because it is so hardy in the warm dry months of the south. I suspect that I'll have a very brown lawn by this time next week. I hope to be able to seed on Labor Day. We'll see how that turns out.

I am reminded of this passage:

Eze 37:1-14 ESV
(1) The hand of the LORD was upon me, and he brought me out in the Spirit of the LORD and set me down in the middle of the valley; it was full of bones.
(2) And he led me around among them, and behold, there were very many on the surface of the valley, and behold, they were very dry.
(3) And he said to me, "Son of man, can these bones live?" And I answered, "O Lord GOD, you know."
(4) Then he said to me, "Prophesy over these bones, and say to them, O dry bones, hear the word of the LORD.
(5) Thus says the Lord GOD to these bones: Behold, I will cause breath to enter you, and you shall live.
(6) And I will lay sinews upon you, and will cause flesh to come upon you, and cover you with skin, and put breath in you, and you shall live, and you shall know that I am the LORD."
(7) So I prophesied as I was commanded. And as I prophesied, there was a sound, and behold, a rattling, and the bones came together, bone to its bone.
(8) And I looked, and behold, there were sinews on them, and flesh had come upon them, and skin had covered them. But there was no breath in them.
(9) Then he said to me, "Prophesy to the breath; prophesy, son of man, and say to the breath, Thus says the Lord GOD: Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe on these slain, that they may live."
(10) So I prophesied as he commanded me, and the breath came into them, and they lived and stood on their feet, an exceedingly great army.
(11) Then he said to me, "Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel. Behold, they say, 'Our bones are dried up, and our hope is lost; we are clean cut off.'
(12) Therefore prophesy, and say to them, Thus says the Lord GOD: Behold, I will open your graves and raise you from your graves, O my people. And I will bring you into the land of Israel.
(13) And you shall know that I am the LORD, when I open your graves, and raise you from your graves, O my people.
(14) And I will put my Spirit within you, and you shall live, and I will place you in your own land. Then you shall know that I am the LORD; I have spoken, and I will do it, declares the LORD."

I think that my lawn will make for a great metaphor for salvation, assuming that it does come back. I know that the work of tilling the soil won't be easy. However, I know that it will pay off in a beautiful lawn. I don't want to one-up any of the neighbors, but I hate for my lawn to be a sore thumb in the neighborhood too.