Although it was my sincere hope to post every Thursday, it’s
looking like Saturdays it is… just fits better with our schedule… Also seems as
though my menu was a bit, shall we say, overly ambitious! I intended to cook
every night this week and to stick to the pinterest menu, but alas, life has
once again happened! I would love to say that I’ll be completely back on track
this week, in all honesty, however, I know my life. We eat together every
night, but it can’t always be a scratch-made or even semi-homemade meal each
night… Time together around the table with no mobile devices, televisions, or
screens of any kind this is my aim… so dear readers, I hope to make most of the
things on the menu and I plan to continue to make monthly menus, but please
forgive me, in advance, for not being so strict – I know you understand…
thanks! I’ll be posting this weeks meal pics and family ratings tomorrow – for reals!
Ok – so weirdness of this week…
In January I chopped my hair off… Actually the major
trimmings began months earlier, but in January I went short – shorter than I’ve
ever gone… and predictably, I loved it for like two months but have been trying
to grow it out ever since!
Currently, the hair (I don’t claim it as my own – it has a
life of its own!), has had the most bizarre shape and I can’t keep up with it
well. We’ve hit one, of what I am certain will be many, awkward phases. In an
attempt to not shell out money every pay period for trims to avoid the mullet look
it is rapidly developing, I have busted out an old friend from the 80s and
early 90s! My curling iron!! WHAT?! Seriously – and yes – I do still own one!
I plugged that puppy in on Wednesday morning and I was
surprised! Pleasantly so! Not by the coiffeur – although having some sense of
cuteness returning to my do was more than welcomed!! I was surprised by the
smell of my curling iron heating up – yeah – I notice weird stuff – but ladies –
seriously – you know of what I speak!! There’s this scent of heating metal that
is unique to styling devices – crimping irons have the same scent… and no, I
don’t still have one of those.
What made the smell pleasant, however, was the way it
immediately reminded me of Sunday mornings, special occasions, and holiday
parties when my mom (you are awesome Lady!!) would curl my hair for me. She had
a super hot curling iron that she had purchased from our hair dresser. Being in
a family of super fine hair, this excess heat was necessary, as well as half of
a bottle of Jhirmack hairspray (oh yeah – we were not an Aquanet house!!) in order
for my feathered bangs to stay feathered, and my under roll to stay page-boy
perfect. These were special times though – Mother-daughter times… times when my
sister and I would fuss over who got to be with her first… times that occasionally
were polished off with pink lipstick and a pair of Mom’s earrings! Good stuff!
It’s amazing how scents do that – they transport us in a way
– no wonder Yankee Candle is such a powerful addiction!!! Scripture mentions
smells as well – “…the pleasing aroma of Christ...” In fact we are called to be
such scents among those who don’t yet know Him… in essence – they’ve had
stuffed up noses and we are to be the “Vick’s.” We are to be the “squirt” girls
of the department stores – well – not exactly… we are to wear the perfume of
Jesus so that when we are around those who have never smelled the sweet scent
of His love catch a whiff they simply MUST know where we got that scent… is it
our soap, an expensive perfume… and then we tell them – it was a gift and the
Giver of that sweet smelling nectar wants to give them a lifetime supply too!
2 Corinthians
2:14-17, “But thanks be to God, who always leads us as
captives in Christ’s triumphal procession and uses us to spread the aroma of
the knowledge of him everywhere. 15 For we are to God the pleasing aroma of Christ among
those who are being saved and those who are perishing. 16 To the one we are an aroma that
brings death; to the other, an aroma that brings life. And who is equal to such
a task? 17 Unlike
so many, we do not peddle the word of God for profit. On the contrary, in
Christ we speak before God with sincerity, as those sent from God.”
But, as the scripture notes – not everyone likes the scent.
It’s their choice – so unlike with the “squirt” girls, we don’t force the
perfume on others. We don’t sell it. We don’t bathe ourselves in the overkill
of it so that it becomes a stench either. Rather – we wear it, with gladness
and pray that it makes a lasting impression – one that as they say, “rescue[s]
the perishing.”
How do you smell?
I love this, and I love that scent memory!
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