we are the salt.
we are the light.
I dare you to take this one step further then your typical, “yeah, I know” nod and go on with your day..
it’s easy to do that. I do that.
not everybody gets to be His salt.
not everybody gets to be His light.
What a privilege.
What a privilege He chooses us, in every second, no matter circumstance, to represent Him.
Our sinful, indifferent, hurting, happy souls — chosen.
My hair stands on edge.