On July 10th I took a mis-step on my stairs and broke all of the bones in my ankle and ripped and severed the tendon from the same, broken bones.
For three months I have been in a recliner not able to walk.  Within the past week I have been granted freedom through a walking boot and a pair of crutches.  It is slow going, but I AM going!!!
Because of the injury, I was unable to get to my desk and to my computer.  All of my ministries and outreach groups  came to a slow trickle of "doing what I could".
Today I am at my desk and delighted to be picking up the reigns again.  Our little ministry here has had growing pains and heartache, but we continue on! For the world is made up of those that are hurting and desperate for a letter from their King.  We salt the Earth for Him, depositing His love letters where His chosen will "happen" upon them.
We leave our artwork, with the Gospel boldly proclaimed, in our supermarkets, libraries, rest stops and national parks. 
----------->But that is not enough, it never was enough, because the hurt and the broken live in our churches and in our daily  lives. Life is not easy and heartache is hard to swallow.  Those that have known the personal relationship of their Savior for decades, get discouraged and lonely, and need a "love letter". We reach out to women in local churches and in conferences with no apology...because a cemented smile doesn't always mean  "All is well with my soul" and Jesus is the only one that knows the heartache and brokeness that lives behind that fractured smile. 
We send leaks into the prisons, we hand them out to the homeless.  They go in battered women's supply bags and they go to nightclubs where shooters open fire.  They go to families that are hurting and grieving. They go, where He tells us to send them.
We are Salty Sidewalks and we are ready to greet the new day and the assignments that the Lord puts before us with zeal and a reckless abandon to love His world.

   We got a letter from a Pastor's wife that got me thinking, first let me share the letter:
   "I absolutely love the idea of salt leaks and wondered if it was something anyone can get involved in or is it a private type thing with copyright protection, etc.? I am a pastor's wife and would love to get some folks at my church involved in doing something like this, but I didn't want to infringe on any copyright or anything. How can others get involved under this same idea and name if possible?"

Oh my word, please take this Divine Experiment and run with it in your churches, in your youth groups, in your senior groups , anywhere God leads! I love when we all gather together and make salt leaks, there is fellowship, and fun.   In the midst,  and excitement, of sharing the Gospel with each other, we create in love!  What a pairing!!!

The answer is "Yes, Yes, Yes, please let's get our churches involved and continue to salt the earth with His creativity and Word!!! If you need help in getting started, please contact me privately at Lalbinus19@gmail.com.  If you could put "Salty Sidewalks" in the memo line it will help me weed it out of my junk mail! :-)

I seem to have lost my mojo in the last month. Have you ever been where I am? My paints are all out and ready to be called to arms, but......I'm just not feeling it. Life sometimes hits you where you weren't expecting it and your apple wagon gets toppled. But we gotta march on.
Sooooooo, in an attempt to get my mojo back and kindle our creative fires, I am issuing a challenge to us all. Summer is a time to grow. Our fruit is apparent and our limbs shelter many birds.
Let's salt the earth this summer, what do you think about abandoning one leak a day? That shouldn't be too taxing, too strenuous.
Are you in? Allowing our creative fruit to reap for His harvest?
I pray abundance for our group, a bountiful harvest as we reap and sow all summer.