Saturday, February 11, 2012

Smell of Sacrifices

From Blog12

In my mind, I smell the ancient Jewish Temple--
Smoke of sacrifices
And of incense
Rising up to Yahweh.
I smell it
Over all the area,
Permeating the place.

The Temple's gone, the sacrifices stopped,
But the smell continues--
Smoke of sacrifices of his people,
Incense of their prayers,
Rising up to Yahweh.
I smell it
Over his true people,
Permeating all around.

For those who are perishing,
The fragrance of their coming death.
For those who are being saved,
The fragrance of their coming life.

But thanks be to God, who in Christ always leads us in triumphal procession, and through us spreads the fragrance of the knowledge of him everywhere. 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. Who is sufficient for these things?

2 Corinthians 2:14-16 ESV


dfish said...

So much depends on our perspective. To the casual passerby, a feedlot or a refinery may smell horrible, but to the farmer or manager it is the smell of money, and to the customers it is the smell of life and freedom.

Believers have a different perspective than nonbelievers.

Ρωμανός ~ Romanós said...

A nice weaving of scripture from Paul's epistle with imagery from the Old Testament, linking them to bring out the meaning of both.