It is 6:30 a.m. as I sit outside on my porch, back on the farm. I did not sleep particularly well last night and kept waking every hour, it seemed. I’d look at the clock, consider getting up, but laying there groggy trying to go back to sleep. Finally, I prayed, Lord, help me to get up and go pray. He gave me the energy I needed. I love having unhurried prayer time. It is more precious to me than sleep.

 

I have been thinking about that verse, in the book of Mark, that says that everyone will be salted with fire.    “Everyone will be salted with fire.”        “Salt is good, but if it loses its saltiness, how can you make it salty again? “ Mark 9:49,50

 

 Fire is often a figurative word for trials/problems. While in prayer this morning, I began to think of past  problems and trials in my life and how they shaped me into who I am today. They were like a sculpting tool in the Potter’s hand. They have formed me into a different vessel than I was before the trials. As I prayed this morning, I reviewed some of those problems/trials with Him, talking about them in prayer. I thanked Him for these as I could see, now, how He used those in my life,  shaping me as a vessel of clay in the hands of a  Master Sculpter. 

 

I thought about this verse that says that the fire is what salts us. That is a profound thought. If we desire to be the salt of the earth, as He has told us to be, then it is our problems that are salting us.