There’s a verse in 2 Corinthians 2 that describes those who love and trust in Christ as an “aroma” – the “fragrance of life.” To be completely honest, while I love God unashamedly, I feel like I’m anything but a “sweet aroma.” Today, and on days like this I feel more like a girl with bad B.O. who thinks she’s wearing Jo Malone in Orange Blossom and an outfit from Anthropolgie; like I just walked through a crowd and caught my reflection in a store window to see that I’ve actually been wearing dirty rags and haven’t showered in months.
Ever feel that way? It’s pretty unnerving when we catch a sight of our own shortcomings and self-righteousness. But I’m thankful that Jesus Christ Himself is the sweet aroma – “the fragrance of life” for a bunch of broken people like me in a broken down world like this. As hard as I try, I will always “fall short of the glory of God” (Romans 3:23), but it’s in times like this when I’m most thankful I have a place to run to, cry at, and clean up. And so to the “throne of grace” (Hebrews 4:16) I’m sprinting!