“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. You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.” (Matthew 5:13-16)
This was a very special passage that we read in a prayer group that I attend. To me, what stood out most was, “A town built on a hill cannot be hidden.” For a long time, I had my eye on spiritual growth, but I think I spoke about evolving more than I actually was.. I am not eager for approval nor am I eager to prove that I have changed, that I am happy. It was important to me for people to see it. I don’t feel that way anymore
We must focus on working on our paths. We must be a light for ourselves. We must indulge in that internal work, in that internal light. We need not be perfect; we need not prove this to anyone. When we are happy and full of God, the peace and love spills from us like light does from a town built on a hill. You can see it from anywhere. These things cannot be hidden, but need not be spoken of.
If you want to offer this world light and love, you must enjoy it for yourself first. You must love yourself when you consider yourself the most unlovable. You must forgive yourself when you are disgusted with what you are capable of. And you must go to him when you fear rejection the most. This constant request for love will heal you because you will soon realize God will never keep his love from you. And over time, you will learn to do the same with the world.
I once read that a person doesn’t need to tell you whether or not they believe in God, because you’ll know it from their actions. It makes sense when you think about faith in terms of behaviors, not just beliefs.
When I skip my prayer for one day, I feel the difference. When I skip it for a few days in a row, everyone around me feels it. The serenity that prayer grants me is quickly replaced with impatience and selfishness.
While I know very little about God, I’m trying my best to get to know Him directly. By staying consistent with my prayer, I feel myself propelled toward acts of kindness and acceptance of God’s will.
I’m no expert on the Gospel or Jesus’s life, but these small changes in my own behavior, toward both myself and others, are the contribution I am making.
Acting out my faith in each moment and in each word I speak is the “everyday salt” that I hope to share with whoever God puts in my path.