Living as Salt and Light: Colton Bryson
Originally when I was asked to write for this week’s harvest post, I knew immediately that I wanted to write about Matthew 5:13-16. Although, as I was attempting to write a homily about it, I could not like anything I wrote. I would start a paragraph, read it, and start over again, with no word coming close to what I felt in my gut needed to be said. Rinse and repeat for several days; this was the rut that I found myself in. Typically, this bad habit is a sign when the need to be vulnerable crashes into my fear of rejection or, worse, being misunderstood. So, the night before the staff needed my post, a thought screamed into the front of my mind with the noise and wonder of a wizard bringing his homemade fireworks to a party. These words are what remained, and I am not sure what they are, so I’ll call them a poem. They come from the truth that Jesus proclaims to the disciples in these verses and how I have seen it lived out at my time here at The Wesley Foundation.
Living as Salt and Light
When I came to this church, I thought I was fine
Another place to be a wallflower, another place to hide
They don’t need to know me, just the illusion will do fine
I give the place a week before I have to leave
No need to get close, no friends for me.
I give this place a week.
Blessed is the lonely for you won’t know heartbreak
Blessed is the silent for you won’t be rejected
Six years later, I was wrong
I certainly wasn’t fine, in ways I am still not
I stopped being a wallflower, I stopped hiding
I am being known now, what I am is fine
Not for what I can offer, simply for what I am
They love me here, especially when I can’t
I gave this place six years, and I will cry when I have to leave
We are the salt of the earth, we are the light on the stand
Living to love others, Living for others to see the light
We are the salt of the earth, We are the light on the stand
Come and see