Daily Devotional
"But if salt has lost its taste, how shall its saltiness be restored? It is no longer good for anything except to be thrown out and trampled under people's feet."
Matthew 5:13b
Sodium chloride in its chemically pure form does not actually lose its saltiness. That is a fact of chemistry. But in first-century Palestine, salt was rarely pure. It was commonly mixed with other minerals, and it was quite possible for the sodium chloride to be leached out by moisture over time, leaving behind a substance that looked exactly like salt, sat in the container like salt, but could do nothing that salt does. The husk remained. The function had vanished.
Jay Adams applied this image to the Christian life with precision: Christians lose their saltiness in a similar manner, by mixing with the world, by adopting worldly thoughts and ways, until the thing that made them distinct has been quietly washed away. The key word is quietly. This is not a sudden capitulation. It is a slow drift, a series of small compromises that individually seem manageable, but that cumulatively leach out the very thing that made the difference.
Craig Keener connects this warning directly back to the Beatitudes: a disciple who rejects the values exemplified in the Beatitudes is, like tasteless salt, worthless. The Beatitudes are not decorative theology. They are the character of the kingdom citizen. When those values are surrendered one by one, when comfort replaces poverty of spirit, when self-protection replaces mourning, when grasping replaces meekness, the salt is gone even if the form remains.
The question Jesus presses is not a dramatic one. It is not asking whether you have committed some great moral failure. It is asking where the slow drip has been. Where has the quiet accommodation, the gentle drift toward fitting in, the willingness to make peace with what should be opposed, washed out the saltiness? The warning is sober precisely because it describes people who still look like Christians while functioning like something else entirely.
Today's Challenge
Where in your life has the drift been slow and quiet? Not a dramatic failure, but a gradual accommodation to a way of thinking, a value, or a habit that has made you less distinct than you were. Name it specifically. What would it look like to press back against that drift this week?
Prayer
Father, I am more susceptible to slow drift than I want to admit. I do not often lose my faith in one dramatic moment. I lose it in small surrenders, in quiet accommodations, in the comfortable silence I keep when I should speak. Search me. Show me where the leaching has been happening. And restore in me the saltiness that can only come from your grace, not my effort. In Jesus' name, Amen.