We live in a land of fruit trees and forests, rugged hills and plains, deep lakes and high ridges, deer, bear, elk and coyotes – and skunk. It is this last resident to whom my thoughts turn this morning.
Many nights Blossom sachets past our house leaving her lingering scent. My wife mutters, shuts the window and stumbles back to bed.
Blossom reminds me of us. We mean no harm but we leave behind the scent of sin and drives all but other skunks away. Some would call it personality but in the end it is the smell of something that is slightly “off”.
God has a solution that falls short of poison or extermination. He came to be a fellow skunk, and to deal with our aroma so we would be be as offensive. In fact, he gives us a different aroma. It is the aroma of righteousness which everyone loves.
What an amazing transformation. Psalm 143
Do not hide your face from me or I will be like those who go down to the pit.
Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Psalm 143:7-8