you stink. (in spirit and in truth) August 21, 2009 at 9:48am

ive heard it said that when crushed a rose releases its truest scent.

i just drove by a skunk.

crushed.

and came to divine revelation.

the truth is

EVERYTHING

when crushed

releases its truest scent.

when pressed by the pages of lifes large stories

we are either sweet or bitter, bile or better to those who draw near.

even God must endure or enjoy what wafts as our prayers,

infused with our fragrance; lift to Him.

What We Are Inside

Who We Are Inside

oozes

stains.

as i rolled up my windows i drove away thinking,

of how i am being crushed at the moment

and i wondered if God is holding His nose?