I love the smell of freshly cut wood, sawdust and cedar. When I was little I loved to smell these things and whenever I did I always thought that it meant I must have been a termite in a previous life.
My sweet husband just started a project to build a bench for our breakfast nook this evening. I stepped into the garage and was enveloped by my favorite smell, but this time the first thought that came to my mind was that Jesus was a carpenter and He probably smelled this smell for the first 30 years of His life on a daily basis.
I am not sure why I love this smell so much, but it makes me smile to think that our sweet Jesus was surrounded by this smell daily and that I share a love for this smell with Him.
I probably wasn’t a termite in a previous life, but maybe I was close to a carpenter in a previous life… I hope so!
It’s Our Best Life!
I like this post, enjoyed this one thanks for putting up. “We are punished by our sins, not for them.” by Elbert Hubbard.