What's that smell?

I am very sensitive to smells...especially the ones that are a lil off the norm. For the past few weeks, I've been coming home and as I walk into my entrance, it is unpleasant. I open windows and wash the floors, uncertain though where it was coming from. I go downstairs and smell it again. Oh gross!!! What is it?

2 weeks later...

I walk into my entrance and it is rank! Vile, actually. I have spent all my time scouting out this smell...with no luck! I can barely walk downstairs and this smell over takes me. The windows and fans are not doing anything...

I am mopping floors and cleaning nooks and corners I never knew existed for without any leads. Kris gets home from work, and says it smells bad. I was disgusted when Kris said it smelled like rotting flesh. Together, we explore. Still nothing. Seeing that I'm taking my house apart anyway, I start going on a cleaning spree! I am on my way to the kids' clothing storage bins downstairs when I stub my big toe on a box right beside the freezer. Ouch! I dust myself off and put the items away. I walk past the box...I look at the freezer and I put the two together...

I had a 4 kg sealed box of chicken breasts that I put beside of freezer as I was making room for this big box...my kids or something grab my attention and I walked away...leaving the chicken to care for itself...I found out it doesn't work that way!

It was repulsive and gross! It brought much negativity into our home. There was a weight on our shoulders and pressure to find and contain this smell, especially when we were hosting. As I thought about this horrible smell, it didn't matter how much Febreeze I used...only when I took the cause out of my home, was it better.

That reminds me about gossip I've experienced.

I mentionned a while back, that someone hated me. Anger beyond words. No phone calls and messages were ever returned. I began trying to find out where this pain was coming from. What was causing someone to not only stay clear of me and I was starting to feel like it wasn't just one person...it felt like several people were picking sides on an issue that I had no clue about. I didn't know how to clean up because I didn't know what I had done to them. I am not perfect and I am very aware of this. I decided to give this much prayer and asking God to help in this situation...I gave him the pain of my heart.

3 months later...

I got the phone call! This person had misunderstood 4th party information and...I had the capacity and ability to forgive.

Oh, the joy I felt. The weight off my shoulders was wonderful...and the smell was GONE!