Fragrance...

The first day my husband and I came to see the new house we've moved into I immediately noticed an amazing plant smell throughout the entire house. As the real estate agent walked us through the house I noticed all the windows were open and the smell was blowing in from everywhere. As we left the house I finally asked the agent if he knew, by chance, what plant was giving off the amazing smell but he looked at me strangely and said "ummmm, no." Well a week later we had decided this was the house we wanted and were doing a final run through with the house owner and there was the smell again. I quickly asked her what it was and she smiled and replied that it was a tree she planted when she bought the house that she found in Hawaii. She lead me to the front yard where this massive tree stood and I delighted in the thoughts of permanent house perfume. Now it is 2 weeks since we moved into this house and although every window is open and a breeze blowing through, I can no longer smell the fragrance of the tree. My silly nose and brain have conspired against me and have decided that they are bored with the smell and have shut it out, no longer acknowledging it. In one part of my brain I keep thinking "come on! smell it! don't be bored...don't have your fill...don't tune it out!" It does't matter though, I suppose there is too much other "important" stuff for my brain to process than to keep track of something that is always there. So here's what I do. I go out and stand under the tree. That's where I can smell it again. I have just done this again while I've been writing this blog and a broken off a small bit of it to bring inside and place next to me so I can continue to smell it. It was in realizing this the other day that I also noticed that this is what I do with Christ. I work in ministry, am married to a christian, have a family of many christians, have friends who know the Lord, I hear people talk about Him, sing about Him, and teach about Him. He is blowing through every window of my "house," yet, sometimes I stop and realize I don't "smell" Him anymore. I need to remind myself to go back to Him, stand near Him, tilt my head back and breathe Him in. Then find myself clutching the things He reveals to me about Himself and keeping them near me so that I'm constantly smiling at the fragrance of Him that is all around me.


Posted on August 17, 2010 and filed under Anything and Everything.