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The Sweetest Fragrance

Our senses are a gift from God. Through sight, smell, taste, touch, and sound we experience life. Through our sense of smell, we remember. Rich tulips remind me of springtime when I was a little girl, the days warming in invitation to come out and play. The heavy scent of chlorine takes me back to the local swimming pool of my summers, splashing around all afternoon until my shoulders were beet red. The spicy scent of dying fall leaves was a temptation too hard to resist as we kids would jump in a newly-raked pile. Pumpkin pie in the oven meant rubbing the fog from the kitchen window to see if our Thanksgiving guests were pulling into our driveway yet so we could dig in to the bounty. Even the smell of nail polish makes me smile when I remember our sleepovers in middle school, talking about the silly boys in our class as we turned our nails cotton candy pink.

When we walk with God, and His presence surrounds our life, it becomes like a beautiful fragrance that attracts others to Him.  When we show His characteristics of patience, kindness, favor, justice, and love to the world, their soul’s hunger for these attributes will attract them to the Father through us:

But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumph in Christ, and through us spreads and makes evident everywhere the sweet fragrance of the knowledge of Him. 2 Corinthians 2:14

In the midst of unrest, misunderstanding, even hatred, may we always be surrounded with the sweet fragrance of Him as we walk through these times. Many need Him in their lives and we have a part to play in leading them that way!

About Lisa

Lisa
My husband Dan and I have three children and three grandchildren. We live in central Illinois. I am a graduate of The Institute of Children's Literature, a member of faithwriters.com, and a member of SCBWI. My writings have been published at chirstiandevotions.us, in DevotionMagazine, the PrairieWind Newsletter, and here at thebottomline.co.

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