The Initial Seed for Live Salted
God is planting seeds in our lives when we don’t even recognize it. In all reality, He is constantly planting seeds in our lives waiting in eager anticipation for them to bloom in the right season. And that is exactly what happened my freshman year of college back in 2012, and now, as a senior, the season has come for one of God’s BIG seeds to bloom.
I am starting to believe that social media is one of the main ways God communicates with me, because if it wasn’t for Insta and this sub-par X-Pro II edit, I may have forgotten this glorious moment when God reminded me of his faithfullness on the roof of my school’s parking lot.
Living in a triple dorm, it was often really hard to find alone time, so I found myself resorting to the top of the parking structure to find space to breathe, be alone, and pray. The day this photo was taken, was a particularly hard day as I was really struggling with my identity and standing up to temptations. I was finding myself jealous of my friend’s and how much “fun” their lives looked from the outside, and I was also having a hard time owning my faith lacking a Christian community to do life with. With those two factors and many more playing a part in my emotions that day, I decided to head up to the roof at sunset to find some clarity.
Ever since high school when I was baptized, Matthew 5:13-16 had been on my heart:
“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.
People usually highlight the idea of being the light, which I love, but for me “being the salt” stuck out more. Maybe it was because I love salt, or maybe it was the idea that we are called to bring life and flavor to this world. I don’t know for certain. I just know it brought me peace, and I wanted to hang on to it.
While climbing up the stairs to watch the sunset, Matthew 5:13 was on my heart as I had just read it (and posted about it) a few days earlier, so when I made it to the top and walked over the ledge and saw a SALT SHAKER just sitting there, I couldn’t help but laugh, and shake my head in relief but also disbelief.
God knows exactly what we need.
When we need it.
And in that moment I needed encouragement to keep doing what I was doing and to remain true to myself.
This seed was planted and I never thought twice of it, but here, four years later this seed is blossoming into a passion for others and taking on shape of a ministry. I would have NEVER thought this would happen, let alone that it would be a solo salt shaker on a roof that would provide the affirmation I needed to go ahead and follow through with what God has called me to do.
Never will I doubt that it was God who put that salt shaker up there that night.
These little signs are everywhere. Keep an eye out for them.