🎤🎹 Wherever you go, whatever you do, I will be right here waiting for you. 

🎤🎹

I grew up on Richard Marx songs and sang them to my kids when they were very young. 

This one in particular. 

Because if I can promise anything at all to the most important people in my life I want it to be the scent that I leave for them everywhere I’ve been with a hope they might follow it someday and find true life and living water. 

It’s a lot like when I take my dog out for a walk (well, maybe it’s not actually a lot like it but it seems a good, albeit crude, analogy.) 

He sniffs all the trees and bushes along the path for peemail messages left for him by neighborhood friends he’s rarely if ever met in person. 

Flora and fauna, humans and pets, all God’s creation yearns to mark our territories with bits of wisdom, history and guidance for those who may follow. 

If we can’t be there in person, we still want to be recognized and remembered in our absence for what we once were, what we believed, and what mattered most. 

I want to be remembered for thoughtfulness, peace, patience, love, joy, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, and self control. 

Unpacking all those is the task we all face and with God’s guidance we end up having manifest a good crop. 

Even if nothing more than within a fleeting scent on the breeze, I hope the fruits of my spirit will linger on well past my expiration date and can bring hope and comfort for all I have left behind, but not forgotten. 

Even if just a scent. 

Scents are notorious for their ability to recall memories.

Once we move on into eternity, the scent we leave behind may be just what a loved one needs at just the right place and time in their own life to discover the living water that will grow their own fruits and leave them thirsty no more.