SUGAR AND SPICE? OR NOTHING NICE?

“Now thanks be to God who always leads us in triumph in Christ, and through us diffuses the fragrance of His knowledge in every place. For we are to God the fragrance of Christ among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing. To the one we are the aroma of death leading to death, and to the other the aroma of life leading to life.” 2 Corinthians 2:14-16. (NKJV).

Cing ran up the steps, across the back porch and into the kitchen. She jerked to a stop, closed her eyes, inhaled. Aromas of cinnamon, gloves, vanilla, peppermint--must be what Heaven smells like!

She shivered with excitement. Just the thought of Christmas baking with Grandmother brought a grin. She loved rolling out and cutting the cookies, then decorating them with icing.

“Come on, dumpling,” Grandmother said, a smile in her voice. “We’ve a lot of happy work to do.”

Work in full swing, Grandfather walked into the kitchen. He didn’t mind the floured hands that snaked around his neck, giving him a big hug.

“Ummm, Cing,” he said. “You smell like a snickerdoodle, my favorite.” 

“And you smell like peppermint, Grandfather. Does everyone have a special smell?” 

“You’d better believe it. Our lives smell like the things we do. At present you smell of Christmas. Spices and everything nice.” He chuckled. “But you took on the smell of pluff mud when you fell into the marsh.” 

She giggled, went back to her work with Grandmother. They’d be plenty of cookies to share with neighbors and friends. Sugar and spice and everything nice.

Kingdom Thinking. Like Cing, I share the aroma of my life. As the Lord Jesus lives through me, His sweet smelling aroma of love penetrates, touching others around us. A sweet perfume to those who love or will love Him but the stench of death to those who reject Him. He promises never to leave nor forsake me and loves me with an everlasting love. He offers the same to you. Won’t you come?