We have been staying with David’s family. One of the greatest benefits of this, aside from free babysitting and being in Tahoe (oh, and of course the indescribable joy of family togetherness), is the fact that my sister-in-law is an incredible cook. She is constantly working in the kitchen, creating amazing dishes. The house is almost always filled with mouth-watering aromas, and meal time is highly anticipated.
One thing that my sister-in-law enjoys (okay, borderline obsesses over) is salt. Before our stay here I knew about three types of salt: Umbrella Girl Salt, Store Brand Salt, and Salted Caramel Mocha Salt. But here in this house… oh boy. There’s Tuscany Salt, Fleur de Sel, Smoked Salt, Truffle Salt, Himalayan Salt, and Saffron Salt. And that doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface of the types of salt available.
The other night David had a toothache, so he wanted to gargle with some salt water. Correctly assuming that Truffle Salt was not to be gargled, he began his search for Umbrella Girl or her equivalent. After rambling off the Bubba Gump Shrimp-esque list of salts, he asked the simple question, “Where is the table salt?”
The words hung in the air while the children ran for cover and my sister-in-law composed herself. Finally she was able to answer, and we learned more about salt, salt manufacturing, and nuances in flavor than we ever imagined possible. David then gargled with the Tuscany Salt, and it was all good.
Now, we do notice and appreciate the difference in flavor. And although I may not carry around a baggie of salt in my purse like some people in our family do (ahem), my shopping list will definitely reflect the education we received. In other words, so long, Umbrella Girl.
During all of this, I couldn’t help but think about Matthew 5:13:
“You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot.“
I also couldn’t help but think about how easy it is to slip into being a table salt Christian – simple, mass-produced, and not nearly as flavorful or effective as other forms of salt.
It isn’t difficult to fall into the pattern of going through the motions in my relationship with Jesus. Read a verse here, say a prayer there, think “good thoughts”, and call it a day.
But I know that Jesus wants more. He wants my time. He wants my attention. He knows that I have four children, little sleep, and even less quiet. But He also knows that if I just make it a priority to truly connect with Him every day, my life will be richer, fuller, and much more effective.
And so there’s my challenge to myself – and to you. No more table salt.
See you soon.