Soon, my yard will smell like onions. Why, you ask? Because in this part of the country, wild chives grow everywhere. When we mow the grass with all the chives popping up here and there, fresh onion odor infuses the air. Not terrible, but I would prefer the smell of freshly mowed grass. I love all the fragrances that welcome springtime. Daffodils and Bradford pear trees are in full bloom; my azalea has buds, and soon tulips and hyacinths will be out. I close my eyes, breathe in God’s wonderful perfume, and give thanks. The new freshness of springtime is amazing and beautiful, and I worship my Lord in it.
This Easter Sunday, I look forward to the wonderful scent of Easter lilies and tulips adorning the church as we rejoice in our Savior’s resurrection. Jesus, the Rose of Sharon, crushed and broken for us. The Lily of the Valley bowed his head and said, “It is finished.” He gave Himself willingly and His mission was complete. The fragrance of God’s love emanated the beauty of His love. The Bible says that Christ’s sacrifice was a pleasing aroma to God.
How can that be? How could God allow His Son to be stripped, beaten, bruised, whipped and scarred beyond recognition, and call it pleasing? Jesus was innocent and pure, without sin. He also knew His Father’s plan, and He was obedient. He came to earth with one purpose: to rescue humankind. He knew there was only one way to save man from eternal death, and that was to give himself as a sacrifice, once, and for all. He was the only One who could. “For God SO LOVED the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes on Him would not perish, but have everlasting life.” (John 3:16)
I am thankful that wasn’t the end of the story. Good Friday is a solemn day of remembrance of what Jesus did for me. He died so I could live and then He conquered death and the grave. Christ lives forevermore! Resurrection Day! I believe it with all my heart! It’s the only thing that gives me peace in my soul and hope for the future.
When believe in Him and try to live by God’s Word, you become a sweet fragrance to God as well: a savor that pleases Him. You may disagree; perhaps to you, it becomes a stench to shun. However, to anyone searching for life and hope, for peace in their heart that passes all understanding, and for a love that knows no bounds, the fragrance of Christ beckons them. It is the scent of eternal life. I want my life to be a pleasing aroma to my Heavenly King. Don’t you?
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