“You are the salt of the earth…” —Matthew 5:13a
Said the judge in his court at the end of the case
To the Christian lawyer adjusting his papers in place:
“The law has lost clarity in the land,
It’s become weak, watered-down and bland.
No one desires justice, just to win at any cost.
No wonder my faith in it is lost.”
“Base it on God’s truth from the principles of Judaism and Christianity?
You’re saying that’s what you think will bring back sanity?”
After consideration, the judge replied, “I’ll take a little more of your salt, if you please!”
“Certainly”, said the Christian lawyer smiling with ease.
To the Christian girl in her cubicle at work,
Said Mandy who sat to the left, herself a fellow clerk,
“I work so hard but it seems I just stay behind…
Everything in my life feels like I’m in a bind.
You leave and your desk is clean of its piles, no mess.
You work beside me and seldom display stress!
You trust WHO
To help you daily in all you do?
Perhaps I will take a little more of your salt, please!”
“Take all you want, I’ve got plenty,” said Mandy with ease.
“He’s left me for someone else again!”
She said impassioned to her Christian friend.
“No need for a marriage contract,” that’s what I said.
“All we need is to share life, an apartment and the same bed.”
“You’ve been married 20 years to just one man.
You guys work through things when life hits the fan.
Maybe there’s something to that band
And the contract you both made on which you stand.
Hmm, could I have a little more of your salt, if you please?”
“Absolutely,” said her Christian friend with ease.
The leader stood puzzled over the decision he faced,
Then turned to his Christian assistant he’d just put in place.
“I’ve done everything I thought was the right thing to do,
But the decisions based on my thoughts have all fallen through.
Your record is why I’ve brought you here.
It is quite impressive without a smear.
You are fearless when it comes to taking a stand.
I hear you always pray over each and every plan.
I guess I need some of your salt, if you please.”
“It’s my pleasure to give it to you, sir!” said his assistant with ease.
The prisoner, disbelieving, turned to the chaplain and questioned,
“I don’t know if I believe what you said in that session.
I have stolen, schemed and had my way.
This is the second time I’ve come here to stay.
One more time, and I’m here for good.”
You said you were once here, if that is what I understood.
But you said Jesus changed what happened to you next.
Sorry, Dude, but I’m perplexed.
Maybe I need some of your salt, if you please.”
“Certainly! Kneel with me and let’s pray!” said the chaplain with ease.
She held up her sign on the corner by the light.
“Help, need something extra for my little boy and I!”
We struck up a conversation and I handed her a twenty.
“Thanks, mister, that’s more than plenty;
I’m not used to this at all,
Except for the ten I got from a lady over by the mall.
You say I can get some bread that will never run out?
What in the world are you talking about?”
Wow, I’ll have more of your salt, if you please!”
“It’s free for the asking!” I yelled back with ease.
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