This morning, as I gargled, I thought of my pastor.
I know…weird, huh?
I've been gargling with salt water every morning. It's a habit my mom started about a year ago; and she has not been sick since she started the process. So, I've started the same routine, and every time I do it now, I will think of my pastor.
You see, he recently preached a sermon entitled "We are God's Salt Shaker." 🙂
Salt flavors our food, but it also helps in the healing process. It preserves foods. It cleanses wounds.
Salt burns when it gets into a cut. Salt soothes when it is used as a rinse for a sore throat. Salt flavors our food when added in careful amounts.
I am salt.
There are times that I need to soothe a fellow Christian. Sometimes I just add my personality nicely into the mixture of believers worshipping. Other times, my very presence stings those around me – especially those with wounds that haven't healed.
I want to be carefully used, only by the leading of God's Holy Spirit.
I never want to dump a handful of my opinion into a conversation – too much salt is disgusting. However, if I say nothing when given a chance to speak for Christ, I give a bland, unsatisfying taste to those around me.
It's a fine balance. I must follow the gentle nudges from within. I must be always ready to represent Him.
And you know what? I don't want to be the cheap, bleached, processed salt from the blue, round canister on the grocery shelf – so full of additives that is rendered dangerous, rather than helpful.
I want to be that fabulous Sea Salt! It's so full of flavor, free from harmful chemicals, good for a healthy diet, and incredibly rich in minerals that are helpful.
Lord, help me be a pleasing savor – both to you and to others around me.
Luke 14:34 Salt is good: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be seasoned?
35 It is neither fit for the land, nor yet for the dunghill; but men cast it out. He that hath ears to hear, let him hear.