As I walked this morning, I smelled a fresh fragrance. It reminded me of fabric softener, or dryer
sheets, so I figured it was coming from a dryer vent in some house along my
route whose occupant was doing early morning laundry. But when I continued to catch whiffs of the
same fragrance several blocks away, I realized that the smell was probably
coming from my hat. I keep my “walking
hat” in a cabinet in the laundry room where it most likely absorbed the
fragrance of the fabric softener stored there.
Holy Spirit spoke to me just then, “You carry the fragrance”.
I go lots of places, some warm and fragrant like the House
of Prayer, some sad and dark like the concentration camp we visited on the
Italy Prayer Journey in early June, 2015.
But I cannot rely on the fragrance of the atmosphere I am entering – I have
to bring the fragrance of the Holy Spirit with me.
When you walk into a room,
You bring the light;
You carry my presence;
You bring the fragrance of me.
Know in your heart
You have changed forever
Each place you have entered
With my lingering fragrance.
