Fragrance of the Bruise
On a typical morning
around the Stewart home, there are many distinct smells: freshly brewed coffee, toasted bread, the
aroma of clean bath soap, hair spray, my husband’s after shave, but most of
all, the refreshing soft smell of my daughter whisking by me with a kiss and a
“bye mama -- love ya,”
as she leaves for college. As I walk by
her bedroom on her way out the door I always get the last whiff of body mist
she has just sprayed before leaving her room. The lingering sweet aroma of my
daughter brings a smile to my face, and I whisper, “Bless and protect, Lord, and be in her day.”
We as children of God
bring a smile to our Father’s face when we speak of
Brokenness
and wounds give a lingering sweet aroma that is acceptable to our God (Read
Psalm 51). It is a fragrance the enemy
of our soul recognizes as the anointing, and he has to back up and flee.
Anointing comes forth on those called to warfare, in the power of the words we
speak. There is a fragrance from our
past suffering that only our Lord truly understands. In Isaiah 42 verse 3, God’s Word proclaims .
. . “a bruised reed He will not break, and a
smoldering wick He will not snuff out.” You see, our Father God
knows where each one has come out from, and if we will allow Him to, He takes
the bruising and pain of our past life and turns it into blessings.
To many, giving the
Reading from 2
Corinthians chapter 2 beginning with verse 14, “. . .
thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and
through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of Him; for we are
to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are
perishing. To the one we are the smell
of death, to the other, the fragrance of life.”
Let us then pull all the
putrid garbage of our past into a pile, step onto the top of that pile and
proclaim victory with a shout unto our Lord.
We then carry a lovely fragrance from the bruises that may have crushed,
but not destroyed us, as we share in His sufferings, just as we shall share in
His glory.
We must remember that great loss, whether physical, material,
emotional, or even spiritual is a signpost before HIS great promotion onto our
next level path. We have made many stops
along the way through this long journey of growing up spiritually IN HIM. Each with its own time of learning and time
of decision, we have been changing.
No two people will be just alike in their brokenness, the crushing
they have walked through. But there is a
sweet aroma on us who have died to our own wants and have come alive to HIS
ways and HIS thoughts for we can do nothing outside of HIM.
As we remember who we are in HIM and speak forth words of life and
not death, HE will return to us all the loss, all the relationships, all the
wealth, all the needs and desires of our hearts and we will once again
sing. As the sorrow and sighing fades
away we will be speaking HIS promises of life as we hide HIS word in our
hearts.