Sometimes I feel like the faded carnations I had to toss in the garbage because they were wilted and brown on the edges. But then I took one last whiff of the discolored petals. The aroma was divine despite their appearance
Just like these flowers that still possessed a heavenly scent, we, too are valuable despite our arthritis, failing eyesight, and hearing aids. God can use us at any age – until the day He calls us home.
Though outwardly we are wasting away, inwardly we are being renewed day by day. Take courage when you find that white hair or first wrinkle. To God we are the fragrance of the knowledge o him, the sweet aroma of God’s people saved by Christ.