Hubba Bubba. Today I was sitting outside watching my little ones run through the sprinkler while reading Romans. And from no where memories came flooding back all because of the phantom nostalgic scent of Hubba Bubba bubblegum in my backyard. To be honest, it nearly brought me to tears. How can it feel like just yesterday I was at my childhood pool playing with my friends and retrieving those wonderful 80’s snacks from the vending machine?
I look across the yard and see my children.
How soon will it be til they are having these same thoughts? What scents will figuratively rush them back through time? Oh how my heart breaks to think of how fleeting these moments are.
As saddened as I am about the passing of seasons I am overjoyed, too. We are anxiously anticipating a cold front in a couple days. Dropping thirty beautiful degrees. And with that I want to offer some memories to my family. A fragrant offering. The scent of cinnamon and citrus to fill the house on these chilly autumn days.
As a child I remember my grandmother doing this exact same thing every autumn/winter. She would place a pot of water on the stove and fill it with all sorts of wonderful autumny goodies. Usually oranges, cinnamon and cloves. Then she’d let it simmer all day long. Clearly it made a big impression on me. I’m hoping my children, too, will be touched by this small act.
I absolutely love that our Lord allows us to enjoy these scents. What a beautiful way to remember. And we should be reminded daily, so thankful, of the most pleasing fragrant offering there ever was. So thankful. So thankful.
Therefore be imitators of God, as beloved children.
And walk in love, as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us, a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God.
{Ephesians 5:1-2 ESV}
Blessings!
