“of salty water or the sea; salty” That’s a dictionary definition of the word briny. If you’ve ever lived close to or by the ocean you’ve probably heard that word. This world is about 70% covered in seawater. So, I’m sure a lot of coastal people are familiar with the term.
But, even with that much ocean, this world is still not briny enough.
And it’s WAY too dark. Even on the bluest-sky-sunshiniest days. Yeah, even on those days, darkness spills over into just about every crack, crevice, and onto just about every creature.
Uh-huh, a dark and tasteless environment.
And all because the salt and light that still remains suffers from the cause and effect of erosion and swamp fever. So, those who still know where to find it keep it almost hermetically sealed behind locked doors and blank stares.
That’s why Christians understand the value (and the Hope) of another place to live. No, not Mars or the Moon. Don’t be Elon and waste your resources on such futile pursuits.
But it’s never been, isn’t now, nor ever will be futile to pursue the salt and light of God’s love. And then to BE that salt and light on this dark and tasteless planet.
I need to hear and heed these words as much as anyone. So, I apply myself to Rhyme and Reason. It’s not just a slogan. It’s what I believe is the gift I received from God. A way with words and music and rhythm. And I want to use it daily to share my salt and light.
Because I hope others might change their minds about who their Creator is when they read or hear what I share. And my hope is based on what God says about His word. That it shall not return to Him void. In other words, when I share His word, it can produce positive results.
And, while my ultimate home is not of this world, I’m still here IN it. So, I’ll share songs like:
In This World (but not of it)
I’m in this world but not of it.
I like this life but don’t love it.
My Savior rises above it.
I’m in this world but not of it.
This world can beat me up.
But this world is not my home.
I have a finer place where
I will forever roam.
This world’s no easy street.
This world is not so nice.
It costs a lot to leave,
But my Father paid the price.
So…Chorus
This world has lots of love,
But this world is filled with hate.
One day it won’t be so,
And so I can hardly wait.
This world has moans and groans.
This world has aches and pain,
But soon even this shall pass,
Jesus the King will reign.
© 2008
Stay tuned,
