Peggy's Hummingbird Bread (The Fruit of the Spirit is . . . Love)
When I was a little girl, Peggy, our next door neighbor, made the most wonderful banana bread. My mom didn't bake much so when I caught a whiff of Peggy's creation wafting over from next door, I knew we were in for a treat. As a child, however, the name Hummingbird Bread caused a bit of concern. I had visions of tiny diced birds being stirred into the batter. Peggy assured me that wasn't the case but neither she nor my mother were able to explain the reason for the name. It really didn't matter—it was delicious.
Before dear Peggy died, she passed the recipe on to my mother. I was grown by then so Mom quickly passed it on to me. I make it several times a year and it's become the traditional Christmas gift to all the neighbors. I also make it late in the afternoon when company is coming to fill the house with the delicious aroma (so, hopefully, no one sniffs and says, "Oh, you must have cats!") The poor recipe is now tattered, stained and almost unreadable.
Like Peggy's bread, a lovely aroma can be a powerful influence over more than just our taste buds. A familiar smell can instantly evoke a memory, change our mood or calm and comfort us. In the same way, God's Word and His unfailing love are like a wonderful perfume. When we breathe in His love and grace we are filled with a fragrant aroma to breathe out on the world around us. I have been touched by lives lived close to God that give off a divine essence. I want to smell like that too!
Lord, help me stay lose to You so others may catch a whiff of your love and grace as our lives touch.