When My Life Stinks

Instead of fragrance there will be a stench… (Is 3:24).
 
Has your life ever stunk? Mine has and I’m not just talking about body odor coming after a good workout. I’m talking about the stench of a prideful heart, a critical spirit and a selfish pursuit of my own gain.
 
This morning, as I was praying, I asked the Lord to instill in me a different kind of heart. Sometimes, looking back on conversations or interactions I start to hear the tone of my voice and I don’t like it. I don’t like how I can come across as critical and condemning, so I’m asking Jesus for a new heart. I don’t want to be the stench of death to those I encounter, but instead, I want to be the aroma of Christ.
 
When we are walking in light of our Father’s promises, giving glory unto Him and living for the purpose of praising Him and dying to self, we can rest assured that our Father will fill us with His good nature. I can take steps of faith, knowing that my Father in Heaven sees me and He is using my life to draw others unto Him. That’s just what He does. Instead of a life that repels people from grace. We become world changers who draw others into the grace of the Lord Jesus by the way that we selflessly love one another.
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I have seen too many hearts grow cold and bitter after dealing with hurt, pain, and rejection. I have seen many hearts continue to puff up with pride. I’ve seen many hearts, including my own, continually grasp for control. Until we come to God with open hands, letting go of every pain, every insecurity and proclaim our deep need for Him we will keep spreading the stench of death to those around us. But as I cry out, in my confession, He hears me, heals me, and fills me the aroma of His love.
 
Lord Jesus, thank you for loving me. Thank you that you make me new. Fill me now with the power of your presence. I long to be the aroma of Christ to everyone that I meet. Make me like you, I pray in Jesus name, Amen.

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