Have you ever considered how fragrance plays such a unique part in our lives? I was thinking the other day of certain fragrances that pull me back – either to a place, or to a person.
My grandfather was a pipe smoker and although there aren’t too many men who smoke a pipe anymore, I know that if I smelled that familiar sweet tobacco fragrance again I would be transported back to those lovely days spent in my grandparents' home.
Who can forget the distinctive smell of Crayola crayons? That always carries me back to my childhood. However, I have to say that our son “confessed” to us not so very long ago that he once pushed a piece of crayon so far up his nose that it eventually fell down the back of his throat! Perhaps there’s more than one reason why I remember Crayola crayons!
“Sierra” is a fragrance that our daughter called “hers” some years ago and on those rare occasions when I’m spending time at a perfume counter I can never quite resist spraying my wrist with that particular perfume. It reminds me so much of her.
Not so long ago our Sunday school lesson led us to II Corinthians 2:14, where Paul shares that through us the Lord spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of Him. The next verse is so touching because it tells me that we are to God the fragrance of His Son.
I truly pray that the fragrance of my life is a joy to the Father and, to those about me, a sweet reminder of the Lord Jesus Christ.