The Salt of my Wounds
“You are the salt of the earth, but if salt has lost its taste, how shall its saltiness be restored? It is no longer good for anything except to be thrown out and trampled under people’s feet. You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden.” Matthew 5:13-14
Like the pure white color of salt, I witnessed the purity of God’s love cleanse the hearts of both Leo and Trent as well as my own. I saw it be sprinkled over our sorrow and bring zest to our lives. What could have been a life of bitterness, became Divine flavor as God seasoned us with His love.
The open wounds that my heart felt when I was delivered the news, that not one, but two, of my children would face death was much like the sting of salt in an open wound. This sting was an awakening to create a thirst within me. This thirst was for Christ.
My heart was decaying. The brokenness that I felt was guiding my thoughts and decisions. The salt awoke me as I watched the light of Jesus shine within the eyes of both of my sons. I had become salt, the preservative that Jesus intended me to be. By rubbing my wounds with the salt of His love, I became aware of the slow decay caused by my sinful ways.
God helped me counteract the destruction I was causing within myself and replaced it with His light. This light in turn has helped create an opportunity for me to share my wounds and the way God has healed them.
God also warned that we can lose our saltiness. The lessons in my life experience have shown me that I am stronger with Him. Therefore I will continue to shake my salt on those that I encounter and season them with the salt of His never ending love.
