Why can't perfume be banned?
It's the question I ponder when my temples balloon to planetary proportions thanks to those who bathe in their perfume instead of spritzing it. I'll skip entire aisles at the grocery store to avoid their sillage. (Hey, there's a new word!)
I recently learned that in the perfume industry the word sillage is used when referring to the trail left by a perfume in the wake of its wearer. I immediately thought of Fragrant Ink as the very premise of this blog is to encourage and challenge myself, along with others, to leave a Christ-infused sillage wherever we go.
No sense remains in the memory like scent. There is nothing we remember more strongly than pleasant smells, except perhaps unpleasant smells. "Thus the apostle wished that his life might be a sweet perfume, floating on the air, reminding me, and above all reminding God, of Christ." (Meyer)
As this month's theme on joy comes to a close this week, I can't help but ask myself:
What scent remains in my wake?
The sweet aroma of Christ or the stench of flesh?
For nothing is more joyful or eternal
than the fragrance of Christ.
April Giveaway! Speaking of senses, this month's gift from me to you is a Signature Soy candle with the fragrance of Lavender Fields? Simply leave a comment and your name will be included in the random drawing set for Monday, May 4th. The winner will be announced on the blog! (US winners only, please.)