“13 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.
“14 You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden. 15 Nor do people light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a stand, and it gives light to all in the house. 16In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven.”
Have you ever had salt that’s tasteless? Maybe we have and we just don’t know it – I mean, have you ever tested salt to see if it’s salty? When I use it (now that I think about it, I only use it on fried potatoes of some sort) I just assume it’s salty.
Is our faith like that? Do we assume that our faith has body and substance, that it has staying power, that it has something to it, that it has the right flavor? Or are we (you, me, us) just clanging gongs, empty heads chattering along about an empty faith that’s lost its purpose and meaning?
Faith that’s deeply rooted in The Word generates works and never gets stale. To be the light in the room, standing like the city on a hill, alive, seen, glorifying He who made all this; that’s a result, not a goal. It’s a result of faith, done quietly, in honor and adoration of Him.
Be alive in Christ, radically different for what you do and why you do it.
Pass the good salt please.