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Beautiful Scars

I have my share of scars, and I am sure that you do too. Life is hard. We make big plans and dream big dreams. Sometimes things go according to plan, but other times we get hurt and jaded. We are too trusting and at times naive and end up in a world walled in by bitterness and anger. We give our hearts (and bodies) away too easily and are left with the turmoil of brokenness and shattered hopes. The pain of a loss is more than we can bear... loss of innocence, loss of peace, loss of freedom or worse yet, the loss of someone we love. So we shut the world out.

It's not the way God planned it for us though. We have to make a choice whether we are to be overcomers by the blood of the Lamb or whether we are to continue our lives living in defeat. Romans 8:28 says, "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." Isaiah 61:3 promises us that He will provide for those who grieve - to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning,and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of his splendor.

In the bleakest of circumstances when we truly lay our scars at the foot of the cross, God can and will make them into something beautiful.

Ecclesiastes 3:11 says, "He has made everything beautiful in its time." That includes you and me and all of our heartaches and despair.

Besides, we aren't the only ones with scars. Jesus has some too.

Beautiful Scars by Steven Curtis Chapman and Geoff Moore
Sit here with me
And tell me your story
Even if it breaks my heart
Let me see Your scars

Shame will whisper
Oh but we can't listen
'Cause these are the stories that make us who we are
And I love who You are, and Your

Beautiful scars, Your beautiful scars
Reminders of the wounded love that has carried us this far
Beautiful scars, turning the marks
Of our pain into beautiful scars

For us, bruised and broken
For us, He was forsaken
Our wounded Healer suffered to set us free
We see in His hands and His feet

Beautiful scars, beautiful scars
Reminders of the wounded love that has carried us this far
Beautiful scars, turning the marks
Of our pain into beautiful scars

See in His hands and His feet

Beautiful scars, beautiful scars
Reminders of the Saviour's love that has carried us this far
Beautiful scars, turning the marks
Of our pain into beautiful scars

Oh how I love Your beautiful scars
So beautiful, so beautiful
Beautiful scars


  1. Ah the scars I have...

    physical and emotional...

    The most prominent one i have physically is the one from my staph infection...I waited too long to go to the dr and I ended up in the ER with fever and a severe 'sore' on my shoulder blade on CHRISTmas eve! After lidocane, the dr cutting it, and then draining it I went home very sick! I learned that day not to let things 'fester' whether physical or otherwise b/c it can/will become so much worse than it has to be.

    It also reminds me that GOD is a merciful loving God and if we just call on Him, He's there! ALWAYS there! And He's faithful even though we mess up and make wrong decisions HE IS ALWAYS THERE! Ready to heal us, soothe and comfort us! What a comfort to know that He is the EL SHADDAI --all we need!

    I can't imagine The Chapman's loss...what a tragedy! But just as you posted --ALL things work together for our good and HIS glory! That's a lesson I am learning: in the midst of our trials, troubles --to look for what will GLORIFY and HOW it will glorify GOD! After all that's what our purpose is --to show others who He is in the midst of our trouble!

    Ah well, I didn't come to overpower your wonderful post...just but you know me!


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