Salt

This morning my Mere forgot to put salt in the rice. I tried a bite before she told us. It wasn’t bad, as far as over all taste goes. Burnt food tastes worse. But it was bland. It was boring. I compared it to the rice we ate the day before and it wasn’t anywhere near as good. As she added the salt it brought to mind a verse from the Bible where Jesus calls us the salt of the earth. He called me the salt of the earth. Could it be that God put me here to keep the world from being bland? God made me, me to bring joy and excitement to the world on behalf of Him? I hope so.

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