But thanks be to God, who in Christ always leads us in triumphal procession,
and through us spreads the fragrance of the knowledge of him everywhere. 2 Cor. 2:14
Lord Jesus, hallelujah… you are the great warrior of the heart. You’ve come to overthrow the reign of sin and selfishness in our lives, by a monumental “love offensive” called the Gospel.
We gladly take our place in the triumphant procession Paul described in this passage—not as proud victors, but as POG’s, “prisoners of grace.” Thank you for rescuing us from the dominion of darkness—a kingdom in which we were both bound slaves and foolish citizens.
Only the Gospel was powerful enough to set us free, and make us citizens of heaven. Thank you for triumphing over us, and in us. What more could we want for the rest of our lives than to be those through whom the fragrance of the Gospel is released—the aroma of forgiveness and freedom, the incense of your beauty and love, the smell of grace?
Jesus, thank you a gazillion times over. Thank you that our calling isn’t to a preoccupation with the “victorious Christian life”; but to a preoccupation with you, the victorious Christ. You are our loving Master, not our private masseuse; the King of the universe, not our concierge of convenience.
Forgive us when our prayers reflect a greater commitment to our comfort than your kingdom. Free us from “claiming” things you never promised. Continue to free us from our whimpers, for your worship.
Wherever you take us, in the triumphant procession of the Gospel, it is the best place to be and the best way to live. Just make us smell more like grace. So very Amen we pray, in your powerful and kind name.