“Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone.” Col. 4:6
“Don’t let any unwholesome talk (“sapros” – Greek word for rotting fish, fruit, and trees) come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.” Eph. 4:29
Dear Jesus, yesterday I refilled my favorite salt mill with some beautiful Sherpa Pink Himalayan Salt crystals—my favorite. I keep extra on hand because I hate to run out of good salt. Way more so, I hate to “run out of grace.” That doesn’t just impact the taste of my food, but, more importantly, the condition of my heart and the flow of my words.
It doesn’t take me as long to recognize when I’ve been in “spiritual cruise control”—expending more emotional, mental, and physical energy than I have “grace in the tank” (2 Peter 3:18).
In the absence of rest-giving, heart-refueling, joy-regaining fellowship with you, I get easily triggered, insecure, and controlling. I take things way more personally than I take the occupied throne of grace seriously. I become both defensive and offensive. Instead of “speaking the truth in love,” I share my disappointments with blame. (Kinda like Adam and Eve in Eden).
Jesus, one of the greatest things about your grace, unlike salt, is we’ll never have, use, and share too much of it. Too much sodium can give us high blood pressure, heart disease, and a stroke. Copious grace gives you much glory, gives us heart-health, and those around us a taste of who you really are. Let it be, Lord. So Very Amen.
