It’s strange how just a smell, an aroma
can become a shining moment on an ordinary day.
For me, the smell of burnt toast causes a flood of emotions.
As a young girl I have memories of my Dad getting up for work quite early.
He would often be gone by the time I got up
but I could always tell his presence
by the smell of the burnt toast.
Yes, Dad liked it his bread very toasted.
Toasted so dark that you might well call it burnt.
The aroma of burnt toast on a cold winter day
brings a sense of safety and stability for me.
And many times when we would all pile into the car
Early in the morning
To go on a vacation
or some other kind of trip
or even to go to church
my dad would be balancing two slices of burnt toast
with a smidgen of butter
as he crawled into the driver’s seat.
Sitting behind in the backseat
my mouth would be watering
as I breathed in that familiar, comforting aroma.
God also surrounds us with fragrances today.
Have you ever noticed?
He wants us to sense His nearness
He longs for us to draw near to Him
To know the sound of His Voice
Yes, in a world filled with distractions and clamor
He often uses our senses to remind us of Him.
Newly cut grass
and even burnt toast.
Oh, you can probably think of more
But those aromas all lead us Home
to the joy of Our Heavenly Father
Who promises to never leaves us or forsake us.
On a day in which we celebrate Father’s Day
my girls and I also honor the One Who continues to Father us
through all the twists and turns of life.
The One Who holds us in His Hands each and every day.
Father’s Day, it brings to mind so many thoughts
but let them all turn our hearts toward Home
and may our eyes be lifted upward
in thanksgiving to the Lord Who is our Eternal Father
spanning all time from yesterday to all our tomorrows.
Everything serves His Purpose.