Stink is a weird thing.
It’s something that strikes all of us at one time or another.
Either you’ve been the one in the locker room next to someone who has no concept of showering, or you’ve been the one who forgot your deodorant at home and prayed no one got close enough to tell.
Unfortunately, there are times when the stink is overpowering, and everybody knows it – everyone, that is, except the unfortunately individual who’s gotten so accustomed to it he doesn’t even realize there’s a problem.
It can be a dilemma of epic proportions, especially when others are physically affected by the odor.
How do you address the subject?
How do you make someone care about something she thinks doesn’t matter?
What will happen if nothing changes?
These questions were floating through my brain one day when BOOM. The thought struck me:
What if, to God, my sin stinks to high heaven, yet I don’t even notice?
It’s easy for me to look at my life favorably and say, “Yeah, I have problems, but they aren’t that bad. I’m working on ‘em. I’m okay.”
But what if I’m not?
What if the bad decisions I make today that I shrug off really do have big consequences that will hurt others in the long run?
What if my “I’m okay” philosophy is blinding me to the stinking faults I have that I just don’t want to surrender? What if I stink much, much worse than my super self-image tells me I do?
It’s a hard question either way. After all, when a person truly has a hygiene problem, overcoming it can seem, to them, monumental.
Overcoming a sin problem is even tougher.
Thankfully, there is a remedy. Wait for it….
Be ye therefore followers of God, as dear children;
And walk in love, as Christ also hath loved us,
and hath given himself for us an offering and
a sacrifice to God for a sweetsmelling savour.
Isn’t that beautiful?
The God of the Universe invites us to follow Him around just as if we were little children.
He invites us to join Him and walk in love – the kind of love that Jesus Christ showed us when He loved the filthy, stinking lepers that had no way of ridding themselves of the stench of rotting flesh.
The best news of all? Jesus’ gift of His own blood as substitutionary payment for our sins is to God a sweetsmelling savour! That means that, when we are in Christ, His own beloved children, God doesn’t smell our stink! Jesus took it for us instead so we could smell sweet!
Wow. That’s love. To take off your clean, pristine clothes and switch them with a person who stinks?!
That’s love. That’s the kind of love that everybody needs, whether they think they need it or not. That’s the love Jesus offers each of us.
For God hath made Jesus to be sin for us, who knew no sin; that we might be made the righteousness of God in him.
Thanks to God we can appear squeaky clean based on the love of Jesus. Now let’s pass on the love – even to the rankest, stankin’-est person who invades our space.
Cheers for grace!