For the last few years I’ve not been able to enjoy a sense of smell. I’ve tried not to make a big deal of this as there are far worse things to suffer with.
It does have some advantages – not being able to smell the dog-poo’s when I have to clean them up, being one. However, our sense of smell adds much to our human experience – enjoying the scent of my wife’s perfume, the aroma of a good coffee, the smell of a freshly cooked meal, cut grass etc. It can also help save us from catastrophies like the smell of a burning fire, or the odour of dangerous chemicals.
Over the last few days, I’ve received some treatment for my sinuses and, to my delight, my sense of smell is returning. I realised it yesterday lunchtime as I carefully peeled my orange! Coming into work this morning was a cornucopia of wonder – from the smell of damp leaves, the fustiness of the office, to the disinfectant smell in the gents loo. These may seem dull and ordinary to you, but for me it was an adventure.
I’ve found my food and drinks have taken on a quality that I’ve missed and almost forgotten. I’ve just washed my hands and the scent of the soap is so wonderful I’m having to type one handed as my other hand is held to my proboscis.
It reinforces to me how valuable the human senses are. To have one dulled, or even non-existent, means we miss out on so much.
We’ve also been given spiritual senses too. The ability to sense God’s presence has been for me the most rewarding experience in my whole life. While the loss of the sense of smell has been hard, to lose the sense of God’s presence would be a tragedy. Unfortunately, ‘you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone’. And if you’ve never experienced it, you’ll never understand why it’s so good.