the lawn mower

I am washing my push lawn mower and realize if it could tell a story this is what it might say.

I require maintenance, I require to be started , I require to be push/pulled/ primed/ oiled, and engry juice in my tank. Before I can go cut a path or follow the path I am being directed. I even must be stored properly ( out of the storms).

my life is a push mower. i can't be the riding mower, I am not even the self propel mower. Yep I am the push mower.

I make a name for myself by the path I make and others even know me by a name. I eveny the beautiful yards and the perfect homes, but I know my limits and I am set to do the small jobs.

I like that I am green it reflects Gods nature and the refelction of he very path I seek.

My life will eventually stop as will the push mower, but the green will live for ever and ever.

I can leave the path 2 inches cut or waiste deep for others to follow.

Can you be a mower?