Running last evening I breathed in the smell of newly mown grass. I thought of how the smell would never be enjoyed if had not been in someway a result of something being broken and partially destroyed.
For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it. Matthew 16:25
For we are unto God a sweet savour of Christ, in them that are saved, and in them that perish 2 Corinthians 2:15