Smells...

Many folks aren't aware that Colorado Springs is considered a high plains desert and that it is dry. For the past two days we have been blessed with rain. I love the smell of the soil after it rains...and although sometimes damaging,hail smells good too. I also can smell when snow is coming our way...and it too, is devine.  My favorite fragrances are hot pine needles on a sunny day: the smell of wood burning outside on a cold winter's night, the smell of freshly mowed grass when it's being watered. (although it does make me sneeze) I love the smell of the lilacs carried by a gentle breeze permeating the air. I loved the smell of the ocean when I was a child living in CA. We used to lay awake at night and listen to the fog horn when we lived in Pebble Beach estates. As a child, I'd think of pirates coming on shore and sneaking into the forrests to bury their treasures. I associate smells with each season of the year, along with memories, both old and new.  I wonder if others do to,or it's just me? How fragrant heaven must smell!  When it comes to food...I find more often than not, I'm like one of Pavlov's experiments when I smell popcorn at a theater, or when we are cooking something on the grill, anticipating a juicy steak of a rack of ribs. One time, my father had been to the east coast and brought back numerous lobster tails. I was in my 20's and staring at the platter of lobster tails made me salivate...to the point that when I said grace, I actually had to slurp when finding myself drooling in anticipation. 0f dipping those tails into rich butter. (Have yet to live that one down.) I guess the smell of rain has made me comtemplative today...bringing back memories of my childhood and beyond. Funny how things just pop into our minds isn't it?  I started laughing when I thought of coming to visit my parents when I lived in Omaha and the house smelled like a sewer. Being polite, I kept my mouth shut..for all of 10 mins, then asked what that smell was. "Your father has decided to make sauer kraut." Oh...well, let's just say..that week went by slowly. I love kraut when I make my cornbeef or pastrami sandwiches (grilled) but don't think that I will ever attempt to make it at home. :o) Although life has tossed me a curve ball...I still have memories that make me smile. It's a blessing and I really cherish those moments when God tells me to sit quietly and reflect on the good & positive joys that life has to offer. When those rough days come, I need not look to far to refocus my thoughts in a different direction. Too busy before to be contemplative...now I am forced to take my time and enjoy the good memories that God has tucked away into my brain. Not all memories are great..but they do offer forsight..in hindsight..and that too is a good thing. Each day presents itself as a new opportunity...and more importantly, a challenge. I need not look far to find my that Savior wants the best for me. He can redirect my focus on negitive thoughts..and turn it into a positive...but it is my choice..and therein...the challenge. I choose to remain positive..and on those days when the burdens pile up, all I can do is to crawl up into His lap and allow Him to make me feel safe again.