Called to Be Salt and Light

I've been drifting through the moments that I let slip out of sight.

Chasing things that never fill me. Losing track of what is right. But you meet

me in the ordinary, turning small things into gold. Teaching me that

love is louder than the stories I've been told. You don't ask for perfect footsteps,

just a heart that's open wide. A quiet flame that keeps on burning

when the world grows cold outside. Make me salt when the world turns bitter.

Make me light when the night grows thicker. Let my life be the truth

you're speaking. Let my hands be the hope they're seeking. I don't need