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I
was working the other morning in the garden pulling weeds when I smelled
something. It wasn’t so strong that it overwhelmed you, nor was it so faint
that you had to search for it.
It
was just there. It was unmistakable, and it brought a smile to my face as I
enjoyed it.
It
was the butterfly bush.
I
love the butterfly bush. It stands tall in the middle of our garden. To be
honest, it is not the most beautiful of bushes, nor does it have a pretty
flower. What it lacks in beauty though, it makes up in other areas. One doesn’t
buy a butterfly bush because they want to cut the flowers and put them in a
vase on the table. We buy the butterfly bush for another reason.
It
attracts life. The local hummingbirds can be seen flying from flower to flower.
And, of course, the butterflies hover over the plant and feast away on its
nectar. Life seems to swim in its aroma.
It
was a joy to take in the life and aroma of the bush that morning.
And
then God reminded me of a verse. It was unmistakable, and it brought a smile to
my face as well.
Paul
wrote in 2 Corinthians 2:15-16, “For we are the aroma of Christ to God among
those who are being saved and among those who are perishing, to one a fragrance
from death to death, to the other a fragrance from life to life.”
O,
to be a pleasing aroma for Christ. A smell that is unmistakable. A fragrance
that brings life.
Jesus,
I want to be like the butterfly bush.
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