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The scent of urine, feces, and vomit hung as I emerged from the subway station. I breathed through my mouth to avoid gagging. A new steamy scent penetrated.

The death of a skunk.

Gagging, I ascended the stairs, aching for fresh air, any escape from the surrounding putridness.

A 100-yards away, I breathed in. Only the air wasn’t really clean. I stood in the middle of a polluted city.

Many words describe the scent of this election.

Disgusting. Putrid. Embarrassing. Worrisome. Frightening. Scary. Gross. Nauseating.

Who do you vote for when surrounded by stench?

The funk overpowers, layers, worsens.

That’s what I’ve been wrestling with for months. Maybe you have, too.

My heart is heavy on the eve of this election with the stench in the air.

After much deliberation, I know who I’m voting for…

Wait… let me explain…

One of the most powerful senses we’ve been given as humans is the sense of smell.

Scent is powerful in evoking memories.

Scientists note that scent reveals a component of the human condition that alerts you to your environment.

Perhaps that’s why during this election cycle, with the overpowering stench in the air, we’ve forgotten our past, lost sight of our future.

We’ve forgotten…

who we are, whose we are, and who we are called to be.

“For we are to God the pleasing aroma of Christ.” —2 Corinthians 2:15

Who we are. Whose we are. Who we are called to be.

Perhaps in the midst of this election, you’ve been splashed with eau de disappointment or eau de disillusionment or eau de rage or eau de depression or eau de despondency.

You’re not alone. (And Beth Moore offers a thought-provoking post)

A single whiff is wet, thick, layered, overpowering.

What will the scent be on the morning after the election?

Sweet. Bitter. Burnt. Sickening. Skunky.

We don’t know, and even worse, after casting a ballot, we can’t control what happens after the polls close.

We may not be able to control the scent around us, but we can control the scent we wear.

Splashing eau de love, eau de encouragement, eau de reconciliation, eau de hope, eau de grace, eau de forgiveness, and eau de compassion here, there, and everywhere.

Remember who you are. Whose you are. Who you are called to be.

“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.” —2 Corinthians 2:14

Before Election Day, take time to freshen yourself with the Scripture.

Splash yourself with the sweet truth that you are…

a holy people (1 Peter 2:9)
firmly rooted (Colossians 2:7)
made alive (Colossians 2:12-13)
accepted to accept (Romans 15:7)
for good works (Ephesians 2:10)
given the spirit of power, love, and self-discipline (2 Timothy 1:7)

Splash yourself with the sweet truth of whose you are…

a child of God (John 1:12)
united to the Lord (1 Corinthians 2:16)
you are not you own, you belong to God (1 Corinthians 6:19,20)
you share an inheritance with Christ (Romans 8:17)
you are a friend of Jesus (John 15:15)

Splash yourself with the sweet truth of who you are called to be…

victorious through Christ (1 Corinthians 15:57)
a fellow citizen with the rest of God’s family (Ephesians 2:19)
a citizen of heaven (Philippians 3:20, Ephesians 2:6)
changed into the likeness of Christ (2 Corinthians 3:18)

Whether you’re tempted to stay up late with the news junkies or tuck in early to bed pulling the covers over your head, take a few minutes to read through these passages (and others).

Go to bed in the fragrance of Christ. Awake in the fragrance of Christ. Be the fragrance of Christ.

And in case you’re still wondering, and in case you can’t tell, the person I’m voting for this election is…you.

I’m for you. I’m with you. I love you.

I’ll be reading these passages, too. Let’s be the sweet aroma of Christ together.


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