Scars. We all have them. I have surgery-related scars. Baby-related scars. I even have a scar from a splotch of grease that came flying across my childhood kitchen finding its way into my hand.
Scars are proof that we have lived. That we are alive. That God isn’t done with us yet.
Whether visible or not, they mark our experience and tell our story. They remind us of a past that maybe wasn’t perfect but has molded us into who we are today.
Scars shouldn’t be viewed as shameful or as flaws. After all, they are our own historical marker. I have two that are reminders of the most glorious moments of my life, 8/23/94 and 12/23/14. My newest editions are motivators. They remind me daily to keep moving forward as hard as that is at times.
They add depth and beauty and personality. They set us apart.
Scars are also identifying. In John 20, Thomas, one of Jesus’ disciples refused to believe that the others had seen him exclaiming, until I see the nail prints in his hands, I don’t believe it. (John 20:25).
But the moment he saw Jesus and those marks, he immediately knew who he was.
Think about that. Scars are the reason that Thomas no longer doubted. When you think of them in that light, aren’t scars a good thing? If this mark, that is so often viewed as a flaw, can help bring someone from doubting into believing on our gracious, loving God, isn’t that worth it?
Scars are proof that we have lived. That we are alive. That God isn’t done with us yet.
Whether visible or not, they mark our experience and tell our story. They remind us of a past that maybe wasn’t perfect but has molded us into who we are today.
Scars shouldn’t be viewed as shameful or as flaws. After all, they are our own historical marker. I have two that are reminders of the most glorious moments of my life, 8/23/94 and 12/23/14. My newest editions are motivators. They remind me daily to keep moving forward as hard as that is at times.
They add depth and beauty and personality. They set us apart.
Scars are also identifying. In John 20, Thomas, one of Jesus’ disciples refused to believe that the others had seen him exclaiming, until I see the nail prints in his hands, I don’t believe it. (John 20:25).
But the moment he saw Jesus and those marks, he immediately knew who he was.
Think about that. Scars are the reason that Thomas no longer doubted. When you think of them in that light, aren’t scars a good thing? If this mark, that is so often viewed as a flaw, can help bring someone from doubting into believing on our gracious, loving God, isn’t that worth it?