I am not sure if this can be considered a compliment, but what if our best compliments are the ones we never hear, or even know about? In my experience, words can be a double edged sword, when it comes to being complimented. Therefore, I think I want to believe that maybe the best compliment was the one I never needed to hear. My hope is that, if I leave anything behind me on this journey, it would be the fragrance of goodness, that has simply overflowed from within this cracked and worn vessel! Besides, I await the only compliment that matters, for me anyway. I trust God will be saying something like that to me when I get home. Don’t we all really want that, deep down?