But thanks be to God, who always puts us on display in Christ and through us spreads the aroma of the knowledge of Him in every place. I Corinthians 2:14-15 (HCSB)
What happens when an athletic team wins a big championship? There’s an even bigger celebration, right?
Confetti flies, Gatorade gets dumped on a coach, the athlete who scored the final points takes a ride on the shoulders of her teammates while touting a humongous trophy to everyone possible.
That shining trophy is then put on display for the world to see.
Do you know that, according to these verses (and others) WE are God’s trophies? That He circles the heavens showing us off and then puts us on public display for everyone who crosses our paths to see. We are His trophies. We are the reason for God’s victory parade.
That’s an amazing image to me. God saves us through Christ Jesus, then, He proudly puts us and every moment of our lives on display for His glory. When I consider that I have to give Him thanks for the good, the supposedly bad, and for the insignificant details of my life. I am the result of His victory in Christ Jesus.
But that’s not all I can thank God for.
The second half of these verses calls us Christians the fragrance of Christ among people who are believers in Christ and even among those who refuse to believe.
Without doubt my favorite part of our Thanksgiving Day celebrations is the aromas that fill our house.
Where’s the kitchen? I’m ready to start baking!
Those beautiful, fragrant reminders transport me to home and happy memories of Thanksgiving Days past.
2 Corinthians 2:14-15 says we are, similarly, the fragrance of Christ. Much like the smell of mashed potatoes swimming in butter and gravy transports us to Thanksgiving Day, we Christians are to remind people of, and attract people to, the beauty of Christ.
We ARE the fragrance of Christ to remind those who believe in Christ, and to attract those who do not believe in Christ.
So, I must ask myself at this Thanksgiving season, how am I “smelling” lately? Am I a delicious aroma of Christ? Or am I a rotten potato detracting from Christ?
Am I a shining trophy for the Lord, or a chunk of tarnished brass?
I get to choose.