Smelling Instead of Selling

2corinthians2_14My sermon reflections this afternoon are filled with thoughts of people who have lived the Gospel in front of me.  I’m so thankful to have smelled the fragrant aroma of Christ through so many of his people who crossed my path.  Of course, my first whiff of Christ’s fragrance came through my parents.  In multiple ways they lived the Gospel.  Their devotion to Christ could not possibly be missed by their children.

As a teenager, Steve Awtrey allowed the love of God to flow through him so that I might again smell the aroma of Christ afresh.  Steve used words to communicate God’s love but the words were in complete agreement to the life that he lived.  He was truly authentic and I knew he could be trusted.  In college Jim Woodroof (who wrote a book entitled, The Aroma of Christ) took me deeper in understanding the person of Jesus and what it means to follow him.  The fragrance of Christ surrounded Jim whenever he opened the scriptures or just in private conversations.

These are the people I credit with helping me find Jesus and become grounded in the truth of the Gospel.  Many others have greatly contributed to my growth and maturity.  All had one thing in common: they all “smelled” of Christ.  It’s contagious!  When you are around people who have been captivated by the love of God and have allowed themselves to become passionate about him, you will find yourself drawn in to know what they know and experience what they experience.  Don’t market a product called “The Gospel”; just let him live in you and through you.  Be humble, honest, and authentic.  Jesus living in you has drawing power.

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Byron FikePreaching Minister

Byron has been the preaching minister at Clear Lake since 1999. He and his wife have three grown children, who have also devoted their lives to serving the Lord. In his personal time, Byron likes to read books, watch movies, and play with his little dog Willie. He also is an avid follower of Alabama football, having grown up in Tuscaloosa during the glory days of Bear Bryant.

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