If my salt has lost its saltiness 
will the sun still rise in the morning? 
If my fire has lost its spark 
will the moon still hang pale in the afternoon sky? 
There are days, Lord, not to get salty 
with you, when I might feel 
as though the ocean has rolled me 
and the pestle has crushed me 
and I am granulated, smattered, dissolved. 
And not to get heated, but was it not you 
who promised not to break the bruised reed, 
nor smother the smouldering wick, 
so that when I am at my wick’s end, 
you understand, it is you –  
when I am not worth my salt, 
it is you I rely on to season me with light, 
with spice. If salt has lost its saltiness, 
how can you season it? With respect, 
my Lord and my God, 
I think that is my question to you.

“For everyone will be salted with fire. Salt is good; but if salt has lost its saltiness, how can you season it? Have salt in yourselves, and be at peace with one another.” – Mark 9:49-50