Tuesday, June 9, 2009

For the love of lavender

As I was leaving my house yesterday, I was greeted by the sweet smell of lavender welcoming me to a new day. I smiled.

Heaven Scent.

Lavender has become one of my favorite plants. It intrigues me.

It gives off a fragrance that makes me smile. Lightens my load. Although it emits a sweet scent on its own-its fragrance becomes so much sweeter and overwhelming when it is touched.

How ironic.

I am so much sweeter when I am touched by Him and His Word. I have been touched by my Savior...does it show?

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

Can others scents his sweet fragrance all around me? Do I lighten their load?

Heaven Scent.

Bright, beautiful flowers emerge from plain, tall green spikes. They are connected to the stem that gives them life.

Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself unless it abides in the vine, so neither can you unless you abide in Me. ~ John 15:4

I become brighter and more beautiful on the inside when I am connected to Him. Each moment I spend with Him...I am changing. Looking for Him in the ordinary.....everyday.

Yesterday He came out of my love for lavender.

Thank you, Lord for moments like this. Gratitude gift # 28

Truly Heaven Scent.

3 comments:

Lyla said...

Julie, absolutely beautiful. I did not know this about lavender, that the scent is all the sweeter for being touched.

Your words remind me of a story Keith Miller told in The Becomers (I think -- it's been a while and I'm away from my bookshelf) of men who worked in a lavender factory. At the end of the day as they all walked out of the factory and to their homes, the scent of lavender which had so permeated their clothing and skin and hair naturally went along with them, flooding that beautiful smell into every place they went. ...Just as you suggest here when we allow the Father to touch us.

Jennifer said...

What a beautiful piece of writing and a lovely analogy to Christ's "touching" us.

Lyla said...

Julie, absolutely beautiful. I did not know this about lavender, that the scent is all the sweeter for being touched.

Your words remind me of a story Keith Miller told in The Becomers (I think -- it's been a while and I'm away from my bookshelf) of men who worked in a lavender factory. At the end of the day as they all walked out of the factory and to their homes, the scent of lavender which had so permeated their clothing and skin and hair naturally went along with them, flooding that beautiful smell into every place they went. ...Just as you suggest here when we allow the Father to touch us.