Fragrance of The King
Is there a difference between an odor and a fragrance? Certainly, there must be! After all, “deodorizing” is big business!
The smells associated with an eating trough for horses and cattle may be missed in Scripture, but present nonetheless. A king’s fragrance may also be missed but absolutely noteworthy! In Exodus 30, God instructed Moses to take sweet spices with pure frankincense and with great care and precision, make a pure and sacred perfume holy to the LORD. (V.34-37). Imagine it – a recipe for divine fragrance! Oh, how I would loved a first- whiff of The Savior’s arrival that holy night: the residual fragrant atmosphere of heaven, aromatic traces of ivory palaces (Psalm 45:8), scents of a heavenly nature, perfume of eternal glory, lingering sweetness of the Father. Surely, sweet was the unexpected fragrance of the evening! Believers are to be that “sweet fragrance of Christ unto God.” (2 Corinthians 2:15), reminding the world of The King.
The smells associated with an eating trough for horses and cattle may be missed in Scripture, but present nonetheless. A king’s fragrance may also be missed but absolutely noteworthy! In Exodus 30, God instructed Moses to take sweet spices with pure frankincense and with great care and precision, make a pure and sacred perfume holy to the LORD. (V.34-37). Imagine it – a recipe for divine fragrance! Oh, how I would loved a first- whiff of The Savior’s arrival that holy night: the residual fragrant atmosphere of heaven, aromatic traces of ivory palaces (Psalm 45:8), scents of a heavenly nature, perfume of eternal glory, lingering sweetness of the Father. Surely, sweet was the unexpected fragrance of the evening! Believers are to be that “sweet fragrance of Christ unto God.” (2 Corinthians 2:15), reminding the world of The King.
There's a Rose in Bethlehem, with a beauty quite divine
Perfect in this world of sin, on this silent holy night
There's a fragrance much like hope, that it sends upon the wind
Reaching out to every soul, from a lowly manger's crib
Oh, Rose of Bethlehem, how lovely, pure, and sweet
Born to glorify the Father; born to wear the thorns for me
Born to glorify the Father; born to wear the thorns for me
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