A delicate scent wafts from the sweet peas in a vase on the
table. They are lovely – shades of mauve and pink, lilac and white, and release
such a sweet aroma: brings a smile to my face. The seeds were planted indoors
in late February, in cardboard toilet rolls, and then carefully transplanted
and trained up a trellis. A lot of work, but worth it.
Last week I had the wild sweet peas in a vase on the table.
They reappear year after year: prolifically spreading across the flower bed,
they are no work, but they give off no sweet scent.
The Bible talks of the sweet scent of Jesus. We can be ‘carriers’
of his aroma. It doesn’t take work, lest I appear to be saying we need to earn
his presence in our lives. It does take focus and dedication, and a real
heart-felt desire to carry his fragrance into every situation we face today.
There’s no artifice in his fragrance. Truth, justice, mercy
and love mingle to sweeten the sourest of situations. May I never lose my hope
in the Lord, who is working in every dire circumstance, bringing comfort to the
heartbroken and weary and encouragement to the despairing, May I never lose my expectation
that he can turn every disaster around. Thank you, Lord.
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