At Friday Night Fire, which is a worship service for college age adults, I smelled a scent. It was a sweet, soft fragrance. It smelled really good. I would smell wisps of it here and there. I tried to figure out what it was. My friend smelled it too. Then I got home and I can still smell it. Not constantly but every once in a while. I don't know how to explain it. It isn't me...believe me I smelled it. I'm wondering what this scent. I smelled a scent similar to this...it was when we had this cloths for healing at my church with a scripture on healing on it. They had a certain oil on it. That's what it smelled like. Since it wasn't constant I don't know it was God....I don't know....
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I think of the reference "Surely the Lord is in this place."
For me, it isn't so much an outward fragrance, but rather the content of the Word and the brothers and sisters who belong to the fold.
Another parallel--how about praying with someone you just had a long argument with? Difficult at best, many would consider that an oxymoron.