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  Turns out the addition of the wood burning stove makes me always smell like a campfire, and inspired a new analogy. 

I live in the trome. The trome traps the smell of burnt wood when I heat it up. By living in the trome, by spending my time there I just have the smell about me always. 

I [should] live in Christ. Christ traps the aroma of God to all of the people He created. By [trying to] live in Christ, by [trying to] spend my time with Him I just have the smell about me always. 

I have a terrible, nonexistent sense of smell, but everyone talks about how much I smell of campfire lately. I am not even aware of the stench, the aroma, the fragrance I am exuding. With this new analogy in mind, I can only hope that despite my nature, I still exude the aroma of Christ. I hope that I am living in Christ in a way that people around me, believers and non-believers alike, can catch a whiff when we pass. 

One caveat I have thought through is this: I am not trying to smell like a fire, it just happens, BUT I do desire to be the aroma of Christ. I am seeking Christ, I am not seeking a always-leaving-the-campground lifestyle. 

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