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Date: 18 July 2005 01:43:52
Last night I heard a sermon in which the preacher said that salt was used for an antiseptic in ancient times. It was placed on wounds to help them heal. So we could say if we are salt to the earth, that we are the antiseptic to the wounds of the world. As a missionary, he sees Australia from the outside. He sees the wounds of the first world as loneliness - because we are too busy to connect with each other, and I would add we don't need each other, because we buy everything we need, even human help. Pride was the other he mentioned, resulting in us getting injured and hurt very easily by a wrong look, or a wrong word from someone. I seem to upset people frequently with a wrong tone or body movement. Or maybe I'm being hurt too easily by a perceived lack of response to me.
As I drove to church, I looked at all the beautiful houses, renovated to make them bigger and more beautiful, or demolished and huge mansions built in their place. I wondered if anyone was poor in this area. Perhaps the poor here are the lonely.