Blessed salt is a sacramental. That is, an outward sign of an inward grace. The Catechism of the Catholic Church says that sacramentals are sacred signs instituted by the Church that prepare us to receive the fruit of the sacraments and to sanctify different circumstances in our lives. Blessed salt may be used to bless our families and homes, used at meals, bless our vehicles and businesses.
Although blessed salt may be obtained online, many of the sources are suspect, since they may offer new age products as well. You may wish to obtain your blessed salt from a trusted Catholic organization. Ultimately, the best place to have salt blessed is by a Catholic priest. He may use one of the approved rites of exorcism and of blessing, shown below.
God’s creature, salt, I cast out the demon from you by the living + God, by the true + God, by the holy + God, by God who ordered you to be thrown into the water- spring by Eliseus to heal it of its barrenness. May you be a purified salt, a means of health for those who believe, a medicine for body and soul for all who make use of you. May all evil fancies of the foul fiend, his malice and cunning, be driven afar from the place where you are sprinkled. And let every unclean spirit be repulsed by Him who is coming to judge both the living and the dead and the world by fire.
All: Amen.
Let us pray.
Almighty everlasting God, we humbly appeal to your mercy and goodness to graciously bless + this creature, salt, which you have given for mankind’s use. May all who use it find in it a remedy for body and mind. And may everything that it touches or sprinkles be freed from uncleanness and any influence of the evil spirit; through Christ our Lord.
All: Amen.
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During my life, I and some friends had rescued a crisis pregnancy center and I was asked to be its president for seven years. The center was located across the main thoroughfare of one of the largest universities in the country. The center had a steady stream of women dropping in for a pregnancy test and counselling. Needless to say, thousands of babies were saved from abortion through the efforts of all the volunteers. My job was to keep it open and running smoothly.
It wasn’t long after taking the position of president that I started getting threatening phone calls from unknown persons at home and at work. After discussing these threats with my wife (we are practicing Catholics), we decided to ramp up our own spiritual protection with holy water and blessed salt. We blessed ourselves, our children, our home and vehicles. I even took some blessed salt to work at my regular career.
One day I received a phone call from Walt, a client, asking if it would be ok to have an outside analysis done of our business. I couldn’t see any harm, so I agreed. He said, “She will be calling you soon with a list of things that she wants to examine.”
I hung up the phone, thinking, “Oh brother, another competitor after my business.”
Later that evening I received the call. After a few cordialities, she gave me the list of items she was to “examine.” I complied, saying that I would have copies made and sent to her in another day or so. We set a date for our next meeting.
Her emphatic reply was, “Good.” Then she snarled at me on the phone. Her voice had changed from a business woman to that of a wolf.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. I could feel her sharpened teeth snapping at my ear.
“I will destroy your business and then I will kill you.” She snarled.
I quickly hung up the phone.
Later that evening I discussed the phone call with my wife. Her first question was, “Have you gone to confession lately?”
I answered affirmatively.
Her comment was, “You need all the help that you can get.” We prayed the rosary and she got out the holy water and blessed salt.
“Take these with you.” she said.
On the day of the appointment I brought a business associate who agreed to stay in the car and pray for me while I was in the meeting.
I arrived at Walt’s office about ten minutes early. The office was quiet as I walked in and greeted Judy, Walt’s secretary. Judy was a very large, muscular woman. The joke in that business was that, if Walt did not want to see you, he would have Judy eject you from his office. Unbeknown to most people, Judy had a soft heart. That morning she showed me a picture of her new puppy. She cooed over picture of the little ball of white fur and asked, “Isn’t he sweet?”
I agreed.
Then the witch walked in. She was dressed in black from head to toe. She wore black eye shadow, black lipstick, black fingernails and toenails. The only thing I could say to describe her was, “Totally Gothic.” She could have been in the movies.
Judy asked, “Would you like to see a picture of my darling new puppy?”
For a moment I could lee her eyes narrow, turning green with her pupils narrowed into vertical, black serpentine slits.
Then she snarled “I hate puppies! I only like snakes and spiders!”
Judy was shocked. I could see her shrinking, pulling into herself as she turned and resumed whatever she was doing.
At that moment, Walt opened his office door and stuck his head out. He nodded to the witch, motioning her into his office, then shut the door.
I turned to Judy and asked her if we might meet in his conference room. Judy answered affirmatively.
I went into the meeting room. In the center was an eight-foot oak conference table on a heavy pedestal. At the end of the room was a large shipping box that was torn open, full of Lay’s potato chips. Some of the packages were opened and the far end of the table had crumbs of chips and salt on it.
I took out the vial of holy water and sprinkled the room, blessing it. I also took the blessed salt and sprinkled it on all the chairs and the top of the table. Then I sat down and waited.
A few minutes later, Walt and the witch came in the door. The witch hesitated, a look of hesitation in her eyes. Walt stepped in and pulled a salted chair away from the table, motioning her to sit there.
As she sat down, her elbows hit the table at the same time as her bottom hit the chair. Suddenly she screamed at the top of her lungs, “I’m burning! I’m burning!” At that instant, she levitated, her knees lifting the heavy oak conference table off the floor.
I looked at Walt’s face, which registered nothing. I wanted to ask, “Did you see that?”
The witch stood up, pushing herself away from the table, painfully brushing herself off, crying, “I’m burning!” She was trying to avoid the blessed salt, which was scattered generously around her.
Walt came to her aid, brushing off the table and chair and wiping the salt off her suit and dress. He apologized, explaining that one of their truck drivers carrying a load of Lay’s Potato Chips took a corner too fast and rolled the truck. Neither Lay’s nor the insurance company wanted the damaged boxes of chips, so they brought the damaged boxes in to distribute among the employees.
We all sate down to conduct our meeting, but the woman was totally unnerved. Walt nodded to her. She opened up her presentation to the first page, but I could see she couldn’t concentrate on what she was reading. She slowly turned the page.
“Uh…”
She turned to the next page.
She said, “Oh. Uh…”
The next page came with the same comment. She turned every page in the presentation until she got to the end.
She looked up at me, then at Walt.
“I guess I have nothing to report.”
I got up from my seat and said, “See you later, Walt.”
I walked out the door.
Walt and I continued our business relationship for a few more years, until his business went into bankruptcy. He never questioned me again.
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