Burnt Offering--Aroma's Spiritual Warfare

"Then burn the entire ram on the altar. It is a burnt offering to the LORD, a pleasing aroma, a food offering presented to the LORD." Exodus 29:17 and 18

It's homemade and delivered by hands which delivered me to this world and I know it's that time of year. Christmas fudge mounted on plate and I bite my first piece and imagine it attaching to my hip. Dark calories stare between family and I'm thinking of all the ways it'll tip my scales. But we remember fellowship in food and how it's only in special times of year and the scale is briefly forgiven.

Celebration links arm with food and I enjoy the many flavors and wonder if I have any offering.

Thanksgiving to Christmas and weight has upward potential and how do I tip the scales in spirit? Where do I go for spiritual fat which requires me to exercise it in Him?

I learned earlier this year to unfocus the tallying of numbers and just slow down to satisfy. Hurry only leads to stuffing and stress to calorie's comfort. And I've found how I simply think of hunger and eat modest and not make it some mathematical dilemma.

Tallying up numbers doesn't make us free it just makes us aware. And spiritual hunger isn't about numbers but finding the Source of satisfaction.

This Christmas we've been trailing along the Advent and inhaling the pleasing aroma of Christ. And I'm letting my offerings burn in a furnace with Him because I'm a messy sinner. I'm prone to fault in a stumbling flesh but it's only through Him I'm not burned and am able to walk in fire.

We're practicing Christmas by practicing Christ and I'm not all that good at it. And I'm remembering celebrated food and how it was offered a sacrifice and how we eat the offering of Him.

I'm linking with a body in Spirit this family under Blood and together we're becoming those parts. And I'm learning how much I love to live like this with them. Touching and reaching and up against realms and doesn't it come with a fight? And these Hands and feet made whole are tipping the scales with aroma. And I'm learning this burnt offering of His people isn't just an aroma which reaches Heaven but may very well reach the depths of Hell.

"For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places." Ephesians 6:12


And I wait in this pause of Advent.