Sunday, November 3, 2024

Salt

For as long as I can remember, I have heard that Christ followers should be salt and light (Matthew 5:13-16). However, I'm not sure that I've ever thought much about what it really means. 

Recently I heard someone being interviewed who talked about how we are called to be salt and light in this world. The host chimed in to point out how most people think salt is just for flavor, but when the Bible was written salt was also used as a preservative. He did not elaborate on this point, but it certainly was an interesting thought to ponder. Hmmm. Besides flavor, we are to preserve.


While I thought about this idea, I decided to see what salt actually does for food. Since I'm not a scientist, I relied on a quick internet search which showed me that Preservation was the very first item listed. Salt prevents microbial growth. Those pesky microbes will eat away at the nutrients of food until it becomes spoiled. 

Second on the list is how salt is used for flavor. This is what I always think of first. Grab the salt shaker and make those French Fries extra good! By definition, salt enhances the flavors that are already there and even improves the aroma.

Third, salt improves the texture of food. It tenderizes meat, it helps the gluten in the bread work better, and a pinch of salt can even soften and brighten vegetables when cooked.

Armed with this information, I start to think about how I can apply this to my own life and be salt in this world. 

Since salt improves flavor, texture, and tenderizes food, then I should be enhancing my world. For me that could look like encouraging others—being a cheerleader instead of competing. 

If I am to be a preservative in this world, that would mean I need to uphold God's Word. That means living my life in such a way that biblical truths can be seen in my life, especially when the world is going the opposite direction. Sometimes that means speaking up, not to uplift myself, but to uphold God's truth. But being "Salt" should be done with respect and love. My mind goes to watching a grandmother baking bread for her family, as she puts all the ingredients together including a pinch of salt. When the bread is done, she serves it to an eager family along with many other goodies with salt. Salt is not the main ingredient. So if I'm only serving salt to my friends, they will spit it out and quit listening. The last thing I want to do is push people away from me or Jesus.

I've seen a lot of salty conversations this year in social media. When some people are passionate about something, they tend to make it their main topic of conversation. After a while, too much salt makes me feel a little bloated. I need more water and it makes my blood pressure go up. That's when I tend to tune out of the conversation. I know when I've had enough salt.

On the flip side of this, the lack of salt can make really bland food and also cause those pesky microbes to start eating away at the good stuff. So being salt by standing up for biblical principles is good. I heard someone say that when something is taken away, there is always something waiting to fill that void. For example when prayer was taken out of public school, Satan was waiting to fill that void. When I was in school, religious groups were still tolerated as extra curricular activities on campuses, but that all started to change when I became an adult. I volunteered with Campus Life and saw it change. It seems like schools have gone downhill since then and many schools have become an unsafe place for kids. Perhaps a little more salt is needed in many areas of society. 

Finally, as I have conversations in person or on social media, I pray that I don't give a steady diet of salt to others. But instead, I hope that I'm more like the loving grandmother who serves a tasty recipe with the right balance of ingredients and made with love. The end result is to point others toward Christ.




Saturday, October 19, 2024

Crisis Fatigue

Good morning, friends. I haven't updated my blog in quite a while, but recently I've felt the Lord has been leading me to write. I have had a few opportunities along the way to write in other venues, but by and large I have pushed writing aside because, well. . . life got in the way. But that's what this blog is about—writing about life. 

What should I write about? Ideas have been swirling around in my mind, but this morning I heard a pastor mention the phrase Crisis Fatigue. Wow. That's exactly where I am. I won't get into details, but my personal life over the past few years has been a series of crisis events in varying shapes and sizes. About the time I get over one crisis, another one sets in. I can even pinpoint the moment it started. 

Now that the personal crisis events are mostly in the rear view mirror, the world seems to be taking on this mantle of crisis. It feels like every single day! I believe much of this began on October 7, 2023, when the nation of Israel was attacked, unleashing incredible evil in this world. At times I've scratched my head at the things I've seen and heard. It seems as if the spiritual landscape of this world has changed. Prophetic events mentioned in the Bible appear to be unfolding in rapid succession before our eyes. I don't know about you, but I've been closely following the events unfolding in Israel and the surrounding area. That means I've been watching a lot more news than I did before. Crisis fatigue.

Let's toss into the mix natural disasters which seem to be coming at us from all sides. Wild fires. Earth quakes. Tornadoes. Floods. Hurricanes. These stories are all over the news as well, though it's hard to get much information from mainstream media outlets because they're so focused on yet another crisis: Politics. Crisis fatigue.

Yes, politics has also drawn me in. I mean, you can't get away from it. Right? I don't keep watching because I enjoy it, but because this feels like a very serious turning point in our country. Have you ever had that deep down feeling that something is so serious you can't look away? And then to see families fighting over their political beliefs, not to mention Christians fighting with each other. I won't get into the deep waters of politics here, but I will say that if you take the stance that your vote won't matter in this election, especially because God is in control, then you are mistaken. God gives us liberty as well as the ability to cast a vote. Even though He is in control, who am I be God and decide that my vote won't matter anyway. God uses His people. God also wants us to make choices in our lives that will honor biblical teachings. Okay, I know what you're thinking. There's no good choice in this election. If you aren't familiar with the Old Testament, there are several pagan leaders who God used to accomplish His purpose. God can use anyone—me and you. Yes, God can use anyone or anything for good, what others meant for evil. That is my paraphrase of Genesis 50:20.

Back to crisis fatigue. What we are experiencing is what Paul mentioned in Ephesians 6:12.

For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.


In the verse before this, Paul reminds us to put on the whole armor of God. Why? Think about soldiers in battle. Their guard is up constantly because the enemy might be just around the corner. If they get to rest, it probably doesn't come easily because they're always on guard for what's around the corner. It's mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausting. Crisis fatigue. Hmmm. 

And after we put on our helmet, we carry our shield, and arm ourselves so that we can withstand the crisis fatigue and withstand the evil day, in the midst of it all we can experience the peace that can only come from God. I encourage you to read the entire chapter of Ephesians 6.

Meanwhile, let's continue to spread peace, spread the Good News of Jesus and His salvation while we still can. In the midst of all this crisis fatigue, I've been hearing of massive revivals breaking out all over the world. God is still at work! And if you don't know, Jesus loves you so much that He died for you. Yes, you. His salvation is free by asking Him to come into your life. You can do it right now.

While we have this armor on, and while we let peace rule in our hearts and minds, let's also continue to do good to others. 

And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart. Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all, especially to those who are of the household of faith. Galatians 6:9-10

Thursday, December 20, 2018

Where, Oh, Where Has She Gone?

It's the season of Christmas parties and seeing friends. I was asked at one of these festive events if I still blogged. (Gulp) My answer was no. I went on to say that I hadn't blogged much at all since I got married. But, I also said that I hoped to start making time to do it more often. I hope to make more time for it.

Blogging is more for me—at least that's the way it seems. I never did have a lot of followers. I'm not an "Influencer" in the blog world. I'm just me. I'm sharing things that I learn along the way in this maze I call life. If my thoughts inspire or challenge others along the way, then God has used it for His purposes.

I do enjoy writing. My style is more of a conversation in my head that I need to put on paper. So, when you read my blog posts it's a little bit like we're sitting across the table, drinking a cup of tea or coffee, and talking about life. I've done a little professional writing in the past couple of years. I work for a publisher and have published some prose and poetry. I prefer writing prose, but did try my hand at a poem once. I suppose it's because of my blogging that writing prose comes more naturally to me.

My mom was the poet of our family and began writing her poems as a young girl and continued to write throughout her life. She wrote poems about each of her children and grandchildren. Those poems are treasures for all of us! She also wrote a lot of religious poetry. Somehow the content of what she and I write are probably very much the same, but she was able to put it in rhyme and verse, whereas I prefer to write without those restrictions. I never really thought about that before, but I guess we were cut from the same cloth—so to speak. Mom is no longer with us on this Earth. She's now with Dad in heaven and I'm certain that she is enjoying life there.

That is one of the changes in my life since I stopped blogging regularly. There was a period of time when I was taking care of Mom's affairs and seeing to her needs. Blindness robbed her of reading and writing in her final years—two of the things she most loved to do. I've pondered that more than a few times. I don't have any answers to the question of why those two things, but it does remind me to hold everything with an open hand.

Of course, I've mentioned before that I was married almost two years ago. It's amazing to realize that two years ago this week I was making last-minute plans for our wedding! I had a whole lot of help, though. Trying to put together a small wedding in roughly six weeks can be done, but not without help. My fiance (now husband) helped a lot. Several sweet friends stepped in and helped with other details like decorations, flowers, dress shopping, and wedding planning. Whew! That made everything a little easier.

Okay, what else have I been doing? Well, there's selling a house, moving twice, buying a new house, settling into a new life as a married person, and then working full time. Those are just the highlights, of course. In those in-between times, I'm attending church, trying to keep up with family and friends, and dealing with other things that life throws at us. Needless to say, when I get home in the evening after an aggravating commute (traffic is often horrible around here), I usually end up vegging in front of the television with my hubby. It's an escape and a way to relax. Writing is not uppermost on my mind, though I do think about it.

We've been singing about Hope, Peace, and Joy at church—the Advent words. Christmas is more than exchanging gifts. Christmas is a time to celebrate Jesus's birth and the Hope, Joy, and Peace that only He can bring. As I sit here writing, I can see our Christmas tree about six feet away. My husband has hung an angel in the room and just beyond that is the star atop our tree. It reminds me of the scene in Luke 2:8-15, when the angel came to the shepherds to let them know of Jesus's birth:

This is the view from my chair. (c) themazeofourlives
And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, 

“Glory to God in the highest heaven,  
and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.” 

When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”

'Tis the season to tell the Good News. The angel shared the news. Then the shepherds saw the babe in the manger and then they went on to spread the word. The One they had been awaiting had finally come! Share the gift of hope, joy, and peace this season. His name is Jesus!




Sunday, May 21, 2017

Changes for Better or for Worse

There are many quotes about change. Just Google the words Quotes about Change and you'll find plenty of sources. Change is something that affects every single person--whether we like it or not.

In the months since I last updated this blog, I've seen many changes. My country elected a new president and has sworn him into office. Babies have been born and some people have died. Job changes have been made--some voluntary and some not.

I have experienced many of my own changes. I got married. I moved. I sold a house. Now we're in the process of buying another house and will move again. Those are just the highlights of the past few months. Of course, there are many under-the-radar changes that occur to me/us all the time. We age a little every day so our hair and skin begin to change. Our thoughts and beliefs begin to change as we age. Our weight changes daily--sometimes for the better and sometimes not. I could go on and on.

How do we manage with all these changes? I suppose we all have a different tolerance level for change. It may also depend on what sort of changes are occurring to us, too. Good changes are easier to handle than sudden changes such as illness or job loss. Our maturity levels also contribute to how well we handle changes. As far as politics go, I've seen some people handle the changes well and others [ahem] not handle it well AT ALL.

I must confess that having gone through many of my own changes in the past few months it has certainly showed me how mature I am. Although I've handled most of it well, there have been those inevitable times that I did not. When I was weary of the many changes, when I was overly tired, and maybe just a big "hangry" [hungry & angry is not a good combination], my maturity level degraded to that of a stubborn 3-year old. Those were the times I simply wanted to build a blanket fort in my living room, crawl under it, drink chocolate milk, and hide for a while.

I don't really have any huge spiritual insights to add to this post. Typically, that's what my purpose of writing on this blog is about. But, as the title of my blog implies, this is the Maze of My Life right now. I enjoy writing and really want to get back into the habit of doing so. Although, as busy as my schedule has been and may continue to be for a while, it's not likely I'll get back into a regular writing routine anytime soon.

The only thing I do know is that God never changes. He will always love me--even when I act like a stubborn 3-year old. When everything around me is quickly changing, I can always look to Him and trust that God is always there.

Oh, and a patient husband is a huge blessing!!

In Him,


I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination. Jimmy Dean
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I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination. Jimmy Dean
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I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination. Jimmy Dean
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I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination. Jimmy Dean
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