Wake up and smell the coffee.
Thank goodness it’s no longer just Nescafe here in Scotland.
I like my coffee strong and black, but there are certainly a lot of other options
available today to satisfy every taste. Does it wake me up in the morning? Not
sure, but it sure can keep me awake at night!
On a glorious day like today, I’m very aware of the sounds of
spring: I heard my first Cuckoo this morning, and a hungry blackbird serenaded
me as I dug over a patch of garden. I also notice the fragrance of spring. The
coconutty scent of gorse and broom; the freshly cut lawn smell; the variety of
pleasant fragrances from spring flowers.
When I manage to be very attentive, I sometimes catch a
whiff of the fragrance of Jesus. In the midst of an unhappy situation, there
may be a sudden gesture of kindness which is sourced in the divine.
Usually,
though, I’m not so attentive, but then I can be blindsided by the aroma of
Jesus, transforming the atmosphere. I caught a sniff of Jesus this morning
during a conversation with someone who has no faith in him. But the love and
compassion for another revealed that the Lord has faith in him.
Love. As the song declares, it’s all around us, perceptible
through all of our senses.
So wake up and smell the Lord. And smile.
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