Give the gift of salt this Christmas…

As I was reading through Mark chapter 9 this morning, I was confronted (once again) with Jesus telling us that we are to be the “salt of the earth”. So I started thinking about this in a little more detail than just that we are to transform ourselves into small white crystals and fit ourselves snugly in to those paper containers with the umbrella-toting girl on them…

What is salt? What are its properties?

For one, salt brings out flavor in foods. My wife and I do a lot of cooking, and we can certainly attest that most recipes call for some portion of salt (or something inherently salty), however small. A tiny pinch of salt in a dish can bring out the complexities of the other ingredients, bring out the nuances of each element, and bring out the beauty of the flavors in the dish—allowing the ingredients to work together in “flavor harmony” on our palate (poetic, isn’t it?)

In fact, the absence of salt can make food downright boring and bland. One time, my wife started cooking things without any salt at all in order to try to be more healthy. That period of several months was one of the more miserable times my mouth has experienced! (In fact, I often rebelled, keeping the salt shaker tightly clenched in my fist at every meal.) The problem with adding salt “after market” was that the dish lost the complexities it would have had if salt had been used throughout the entire process—it’s cooking, and I’m sure there’s some scientific explanation, but if the salt is added at the beginning, the food simply tastes better!

Another cooking anomaly is when salt is added to desserts. This seems counter-intuitive, but my wife tells me that the addition of salt removes the bitterness from the dessert, thus allowing the sweetness to be more profound. For example, when we make hot chocolate (not the pre-packaged stuff but the real kind), we add a pinch of salt to the beverage. And can I say—it is an awesome drink! The salt makes the bittersweet chocolate simply sweet (remove the “bitter”—you’ll get it), and therefore delectable!

OK—so my point. If Jesus tells us that we are the salt of the earth (note that he does not tell us to become the salt, but rather that we are the salt), then what does that look like?

Well, for one, we are to bring out the flavor in the world around us. Like salt, we are to enhance the complexities of the people around us, allowing them to be themselves while calling them to something greater (like intensifying the flavor).

Second, we are to remove the bitterness from the environment around us. When we do this we allow the sweet moments, the sweet things in life to become more enhanced and enjoyable.

Third, we are not to be absent. Being absent means that we allow blandness in our lives and in the lives of those around us. Being absent means that we are content in keeping our talents and our giftedness to ourselves and not giving to others for the benefit of their spiritual growth (and ultimately, God’s kingdom).

So, my prayer is that we would become more intentional in our prescribed role as salt. That we would begin to bring out the personalities, the true nature of those around us. That we would point them toward harmonious living, enhancing the complexities of the flavors of life. I pray that we would remove the bitterness from our surroundings, bringing out the sweet moments.

Oh—and did I mention what happens when salt is used in excess? We’ve all had a dish which had way too much salt. The effect? A bad taste that lingers for far too long. Perhaps you’ve had such an experience and have never touched that particular dish since. Perhaps it’s taken you a long time before you were willing to try it again. Perhaps the dish you had was recently, and you can’t get the bad, over-salted taste out of your mouth even now…

Be cautious, salt. Be weary of overburdening your world with your saltiness. A little goes a long, long way. Salt must be used intentionally, and it certainly must be used, but it also must be used wisely.

YOU are the salt…


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On Grandma’s House (A Valentine’s Day Reflection)

My good friend was telling me a story the other day about when he would go over to his grandmother’s house as a child. You know how this story goes: Grandma’s house is full of very nice things, very breakable things, things that mommy and daddy couldn’t afford to replace if broken. Grandma was rather particular about her things anyway, and even if my friend were to have handled the fragile items with care, she would have been uptight with his meddling in her decorative style (you know how creatively kids can “decorate”…)

So the presiding rule when he went to Grandma’s house was: Don’t touch anything, don’t disturb anything, sit there and behave, and if you’re good we’ll take you out for ice cream when we leave.

Doesn’t that sound a bit like the Gospel that some have digested?

Don’t play with anything, don’t break anything, be good, and if you are, you’ll get a reward when you’re done…

Is that why Jesus came?

To encourage us to behave, to endure this endless list of don’ts in order to be treated to something delightful at some time in the distant future?

Forgive me, but if that’s all this amounts to, I’m not sure I want the ice cream.

What fun is it, anyway, if the only goal is to behave?

I look at Valentine’s Day and am reminded of love, affection, romance. I think about how much I love my wife and how much fun it is to spend time with her. I think about how I enjoy our walks in the evening where we can look out at the sunset and reflect on the day’s events, where we can move deeper in our conversation and share our hopes, dreams, and fears.

We share life together. And we call it good.

I wonder if that was what it was like for Adam and God to walk together in the Garden during the cool of the evening. I wonder what their conversations were like, what the scenery must have looked like, whether Adam confided in God that he wouldn’t mind having a good-looking helpmate to join them…

I can imagine that whatever the topic, the conversation was intimate and personal.

And that was just how God wanted it.

Never, ever, do we read that God told Adam “not to touch” the earth, “not to play” with the animals, to “sit there and behave”.

Never.

Rather, God tells Adam the exact opposite. He tells him to conquer, to name, to enjoy his surroundings.

And he walks with Adam all the while. God and Adam share life together.

If Jesus came to restore, perhaps this was what he was looking for. Perhaps the destination is not Eden faraway, but Eden right here. After all, the best part about Eden was not the scenery, but the company.

Perhaps the purpose of Jesus was that we should have the opportunity to walk with him once again, here.

Where in Jesus’ message do we see him telling his disciples to merely be on their best behavior? Where do we see him casting out demons for the sole purpose of performance management?

No—what we see is Jesus constantly offering an invitation of restoration.

To what?

To the place where he can once again walk with his people, where he can share the ups and downs of life together, where he can be teacher and mentor, father and friend.

So today, in reflection of Valentine’s Day, may you once again be reminded of God’s love and his relentless pursuit of your heart. May your focus be not on the do’s and don’ts, but may it be on the romantic walk. May your heart be filled with the knowledge that God craves intimacy with you, that his purpose is to restore the beauty inside you, and that the company is far better than the scenery.

Enjoy the journey…