She and her husband were camping in a remote location in a state park. Up early, sitting at the picnic table writing in her journal, suddenly the fragrance of yeast dough filled the air.
Looking around, half expecting to see someone with an oven making bread, she realized this was a “spirit-smell.”
Her grandma worked in a neighborhood bakery and always smelled of yeast dough!
She treasured the early-morning visit.
These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.