Becoming a Sweet Fragrance…

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June 3rd, I said, “So long!” to another year. My special day was filled with much that speaks love to my soul including meaningful words and quality time. One sweet prayer sent to me by a friend included this line: May she be a fragrance of Christ to others and a gracious witness to those whose lives she touches.

My friend’s prayer was especially meaningful since prior to my birthday, I told my husband I’d love a new rose bush. Specifically, I told Ron, I wanted one that had fragrant flowers. I used to assume all roses smelled like roses but have discovered many have beautiful flowers but little or no scent.

On my birthday, we visited a local nursery. After examining and sniffing a lot of different roses, I settled on this one named Sheila’s Perfume.

The sense of smell is a powerful trigger of emotions, which can transport a person to pleasant or unpleasant memories. It’s not surprising the apostle Paul uses this powerful metaphor when writing to Christians in Corinth.

I’ve encountered Christians who have exuded a sweet fragrance and also, those who’ve created quite a stench. Truthfully, I’ve done both!

My words today are not written to pass judgment. I’ll leave that to God who sees clearly into each heart. I imagine growing into my friend’s birthday prayer is a large enough project for me to examine in the foreseeable future!


Prayer:

Glorious, Loving, Almighty God,
Enable me to become a fragrance of Christ to others and
A gracious witness to those whose lives touch mine.

Amen


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Blessings as we increasingly learn
to exude the fragrance of Christ…


P. S. Here are some additional photos Ron took in our yard one recent early morning.

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The delicate, graceful, exquisite Japanese iris is one of my favorites.

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These peonies originated from my grandfather’s garden and were given to us by my aunt when she moved into a retirement home. They bloomed a little later this year, but usually they are in bloom on Memorial Day—a remembrance of flower-loving ancestors.

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Lotsa’ Hosta because we have a lot of shade in our back yard!

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