I hear a Call from Above its word is heavy in weight.
It speaks a mystery to me, a mystery for my mess.
It carries a fragrance of death with ways to high for me to relate.
It speaks of a loss but has promise of more nonetheless…
It promises greater gain. It is a call to holiness with my God. It’s a call to be finally cleansed of sin’s stain.
A fragrance of death carries life’s most beautiful bloom. It has petals of grace, roots of truth, and a stem as strong as the sight of Christ’s cross.
I hear the call. Life is accompanied by death’s fragrance. Eternity is within temporal loss