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I can smell her perfume upon my clothes long after I left her company. I don’t see her often but I am so touched she knows my name and seeks me out to share encouraging words and hugs. I don’t feel that I deserve her attention but like so many things my heavenly Father gives me in His grace, I receive it as offered….in love.
I feel a hesitation to change my clothes too quickly. Her perfume upon me is a reminder of Abba Father’s love. When I am in His presence, the aroma of His love covers me like an incense I cannot see with my natural eyes. I am moved by it, my Spirit is aroused by it, I want to linger in it, unable to leave. It’s intoxicating but not like the world sees intoxication. Instead I find it fulfilling; swirling in and around me, drawing me to go deeper still into His great mystery. How could I not accept such an invitation?
Nothing will hold me back; He’s making sure of that.
Psalms 42:7 Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me