Do I Stink?

26 May

Sandwich in SaranShannon Perry’s book, Grace in High Heels, reminds me of some of the stories we tell in our book, LOL with God. She’s a funny lady!

In one chapter of her book, Shannon tells the funny story of receiving a turkey sandwich on an airline on one of her speaking trips.  She tucked the wrapped sandwich in the outside pocket of her purse, saving it to eat at her hotel.

Several weeks later, in a restaurant with her husband, she noticed a “foul smell” that came, she said, “from my waiter. “ She wondered whether anyone had told him about his “problem.”

The next morning, when she opened her closet, an awful smell almost knocked her over. She checked all of her clothes and couldn’t find anything. Eventually, she wondered whether the smell was coming from her.

“Do I stink?” she asked her husband. Puzzled, he replied that he didn’t think so.

Later, as she drove to a luncheon, the smell was with her again, reinforcing the thought that it must be her.  She even considered going to a doctor! At the luncheon, as Shannon sat at the table, all she could think about was “the stink.”

When it came time to pay the bill, she reached into her purse to retrieve her cash and her hand hit something squishy. Yes, it was the turkey sandwich.

She’d carried that sandwich for THREE WEEKS in hot cars, planes, and hotels!

In the restaurant, relieved that the smell was not emanating from her body, Shannon said, “I thrust my hand into the air and screamed, ‘It’s not me!'”

Shannon ended her tale about the awful stink with these words: “My purse went to be with Jesus.” *

And then, wise woman that she is, Shannon used her sandwich experience to remind herself that the sin in her life stinks, too.

Sin causes our lives to smell, and we need to take the time to clean out our lives; but I’ve found that we often try to cover up the smell with the perfume of good works. If we don’t deal with the source of the smell, we’re just fooling ourselves.

I (Dawn) remember sitting in a session at a writer’s conference one day and suddenly smelling the most horrid Smelly High Heelssmell.  I finally figured out that it was coming from my shoes! (These were comfy heels I’d worn “forever.”) For a while, I sat there, extending my feet out as far away from people as I could; but when that didn’t work ~ I was still gagging and wondering whether people around me were, too ~ I stood up and walked to the back of the room for the remainder of the session. I couldn’t wait to get back to the hotel and change those offensive shoes.

Later at home, I sprayed Febreze into my shoes, thinking that would cover up the smell. It did … for about an hour. Ultimately, I had to rip out the offensive shoe liners and put in new ones.

Just as Shannon had to deal with the stink and throw the offensive sandwich away, and I had to yank out those smelling shoe liners, we all need to allow God to deal with our sins and “cast” them away (Psalm 139:23-24; 103:10-12) in His mercy and grace (Ephesians 1:7).

The problem is, we sometimes don’t realize how much our sin “stinks” to God. It’s odoriferous (offensive). If we saw sin the way He sees it, we’d be more serious about getting rid of it.

So take an inventory today … is there anything offensive to God in your life today? Stinkin’ thinkin’? Smelly attitudes? Rotten behaviors? If you’re like me, something will probably pop into your mind right now. Remember: God is faithful to forgive us and cleanse us, but we need to repent (turn away from sin) and confess it to the Lord (1 John 1:9). We don’t have to “stink to high heaven,” as my Grandma used to say.

Instead, let’s become “the aroma of Christ”  (2 Corinthians 2:15) and spread His lovely, refreshing fragrance in our “stinky” world.

* Grace in High Heels by Shannon Perry (2011), p. 205

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One Response to “Do I Stink?”

  1. Lynn Mosher May 27, 2011 at 1:44 am #

    Whew! That sandwich in the purse must have been really stinky! LOL Hope my attitudes and words are more perfumed than that! Loved the post!

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