It’s been a while since I’ve posted a new blog article. I barely welcomed in the New Year and said farewell to the old. Then I went dry. I could say I had writer’s block. But that would be a cop-out. I could say I was just too busy, which was true, but still a cop-out. Or I could fess up and say it’s just been a difficult, and yes I’ll say the word, crappy few months for not only myself, but also some of you. If I have done any writing, which I have, I’ve focused on my big project, my novel. But writing articles for our church newsletter or this blog have plainly and simply not happened.
Many of us stay in touch through social media, in particular Face Book. We have posted jokes and recipes, family photos, vacation pic’s, our joys and our deepest concerns. Many of us have endured personal battles; some of us bear the scars. We have lost loved ones way before their time, had medical scares, suffered the heartbreak of family members moving away, endured the recurring attacks of anxiety and or depression, and so much more. So far this is pretty much a downer isn’t it? Now you know why I haven’t posted.
But, that’s also exactly why I am posting today. Each one of us has dealt with our own personal struggles, fought our individual battles. Some days it may have taken all the power we possessed to simply get out of bed—BUT we did. With God’s amazing help and strength we have survived. Do we carry scars? Absolutely: Some physical, some emotional.
But, that’s also exactly why I am posting today. Each one of us has dealt with our own personal struggles, fought our individual battles. Some days it may have taken all the power we possessed to simply get out of bed—BUT we did. With God’s amazing help and strength we have survived. Do we carry scars? Absolutely: Some physical, some emotional.
Scars aren’t something to be feared, or to cause a sense of disgust, or failure. No. Scars are healed wounds, and the tissue becomes all the stronger due to the scar. A man displays his scars with pride. They call them “battle scars.” I have numerous battle scars, as do most of you. Our scars are proof that we are survivors; no matter what we have faced or endured we have survived. Our scars make us stronger. It’s only after walking through the dark valleys; after stumbling and falling; after struggling through whatever battle we face on a daily basis—and doing so with the strength of the Lord holding us up—that we become Victors—not merely survivors.
Our scars aren’t pretty, but they are a part of us, and they tell a story. What are our scars for? They are a reminder of God’s faithfulness during our brokenness, and all He's brought us through. They are a reminder that God will never leave us. A reminder of His Grace and His healing. That's what scars are for.
(The following are Lyrics from: What are Scars For, by Mandissa)
Our scars aren’t pretty, but they are a part of us, and they tell a story. What are our scars for? They are a reminder of God’s faithfulness during our brokenness, and all He's brought us through. They are a reminder that God will never leave us. A reminder of His Grace and His healing. That's what scars are for.
(The following are Lyrics from: What are Scars For, by Mandissa)
“These scars aren’t pretty, But they’re a part of me, And will not ever fade away.
These marks tell a story, Of me down in the
valley, And how You reached in with Your grace And healed me.”
"They remind me of Your faithfulness. And all You brought me through. They teach me that my brokenness Is something You can use. They show me where I’ve been And that I’m not there any more. That’s what scars, that’s what scars are for. What scars are for.”
“Erase, rewind Wish I could every time The hurt, the pain cuts so deep. But when I’m weak You’re strong, and in Your power I can carry on And my scars say that You won’t ever leave.”
“I see it on the cross. The nails You took for me. Scars can change the world. Scars can set me free”
“They remind me of Your faithfulness. And all You brought me through.They teach me that my brokenness. Is something You can use. They show me where I’ve been. And that I’m not there any more. That’s what scars, that’s what scars. You show me that’s what scars are for. What scars are for yeah. What scars are for (What scars are for)”
Please take a minute to listen to Mandissa's music Video, "What are Scars For?"
These marks tell a story, Of me down in the
valley, And how You reached in with Your grace And healed me.”
"They remind me of Your faithfulness. And all You brought me through. They teach me that my brokenness Is something You can use. They show me where I’ve been And that I’m not there any more. That’s what scars, that’s what scars are for. What scars are for.”
“Erase, rewind Wish I could every time The hurt, the pain cuts so deep. But when I’m weak You’re strong, and in Your power I can carry on And my scars say that You won’t ever leave.”
“I see it on the cross. The nails You took for me. Scars can change the world. Scars can set me free”
“They remind me of Your faithfulness. And all You brought me through.They teach me that my brokenness. Is something You can use. They show me where I’ve been. And that I’m not there any more. That’s what scars, that’s what scars. You show me that’s what scars are for. What scars are for yeah. What scars are for (What scars are for)”
Please take a minute to listen to Mandissa's music Video, "What are Scars For?"
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