I have discovered that I love scented candles. Ones that smell nice, that is. :) There's nothing nicer than walking into my room when a scented candle has been burning in there... seeing glow of the flame and watching the shadows dance on the walls... but more than that, the aroma somehow generates pleasant thoughts of the friend who gave me the candle. It's a rose and geranium one in a pretty glass jar, and it rocks my world (when I remember to light it!).
It makes me think of that verse... where John talks about what he's seen in heaven: "And when he had taken the scroll, the four living creatures and twenty-four elders fell down before the Lamb, each holding a harp, and golden bowls full of incense, which are the prayers of the saints."
I love that scented candle... and I've never really thought about how God loves our prayers in that way. It's a pleasing thought. And I should pray more. :)
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