What things come to mind when you smell a certain scent?
Amazing how only five senses can connect us to the world around us. Just the unique gift of smell can mystically transport us to visions of the past. It’s like unlocking a treasure chest and a memory comes out in a fragrance. It seems to go into our nose and into our heart in one momentary whiff.
Pause and think of what aroma causes you to revisit a special place in your story. I realize some memories can smell like a wet dog, but just for now think of something that takes you to a sweet place of contentment. Good remembrances.
For me, fragrant flashbacks of paste and crayons reopens Miss Zerdan’s first grade classroom door at Trevose elementary school. Smelled like beginnings.
I can still visit Gramma’s house of mothballs or garden of boxwood with one nostalgic inhale. The fresh smell of laundry on the line transfers me to the hem of my mother’s apron where I learned to count clothespins.
First date violets – smelled like innocence.
The sweetest scent of baby’s breath and powdered bottoms when nothing compared to the incense of new life wrapped swaddling-tight for a lifetime.
Hot cider simmering on a wood-burning stove smells like the kids are coming home from long ago school days. Smelled like a piece of my heart.
After my mom passed away I tried to preserve her scent by keeping an article of clothing in a zip-lock bag. Over time, it faded. She never wore perfume – she just smelled like mom – so, it will always remain.
I remember the scent of the dear lady who prayed me through the veil, after I walked down the aisle with Jesus way back in ‘75 in a little church in Bensalem. Smelled like freedom.
I can recall the scent of crisp pages in my first Bible. Smelled like deliverance.
Some things lose their scent, but the life-giving fragrance of Christ can never diminish. Smells like Presence.
What smells like sweet remembrance?