by Cathy Baker | Faith |
by Cathy Baker
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.
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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.)
by Cathy Baker | Faith |
For we are a fragrance of Christ to God among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing… 2 Corinthians 2:15 NASB
If you’ve read my blog over the years you know my Grandmother Knighton and I shared a love for heirloom plants, such as the early 1900’s jonquil above. According to her, heirloom flowers have a stronger scent than some of the more modern varieties. I suppose that could be debated but one thing is for certain:
No one had to tell
the jonquil treading water in my vintage glassware to release its
primitive perfume. It couldn’t do otherwise!
I think of Jesus and how the fragrance of heaven’s glory exuded from everything He said and did, drawing men, women, and children near to His Father.
When I lowered the polka dotted glassware to my two-year-old granddaughter’s level, she drew closer. A smile erupted as she inhaled deeply,
which led to a hearty, “Mmmmm!” Before I could lift the glass back
to its place on the windowsill she reached out, wanting one more whiff of loveliness.
When the living Spirit indwells, one can’t help but release His sweet aroma as it knows no bounds, emitting the character of Christ through every pore of our being—pleasing the Father, and ushering the presence of His love to mankind.
Though I falter, my greatest desire is the fragrance of Christ’s presence to be released through every aspect of my life. As ink flows to pen, I pray He will be glorified in every blog post, article, journal entry, poem, etc.
I’d love for you to join me on this NEW journey as we discover fresh and creative ways to become more intentional in seeing Jesus in the details of our ordinary days. Each week, posts will highlight specific ways to stir the sweet aroma of Christ through prayer, Scripture-based tea gatherings, hospitality ideas, and serendipitous moments. At times, you’ll also meet guest bloggers whose presence is like a breath of something beautiful for God.
“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)
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