Beautiful Wounds And Scars

We usually associate wounds as being painful and very gruesome. If you watch the CSI shows you may think of blood splattered everywhere. What we are about to talk about is not physical but rather the emotional wounds caused by living this dark world. No matter how good our life, or what kind of home we grew up in, we have dealt with being hurt because life is not perfect

I was born on May 15, 1989 into a wonderful Christian family. As a matter of fact I was dedicated to God a few weeks after I was born! If I could have been born in a church I am sure I would have! When I was little I was a lot of medical issues and as a child I had too many surgeries to count. This made me realize I was not like the other kids. That, along with wearing the same clothes at age 7 that I wore when I was 4 and 5 because I wasn't growing. In the latter part of Elementary School the kids in the lower grades would make fun of me because I was shorter then them. My parents made church a priority as well as family devotions after dinner. Knowing God made it easier but recess was still my war zone and I DREADED it everyday.

As a teen, I was told the only thing I could do was work at a hotel folding towels. This hurt my parents and I deeply. I saw my mom cry more then once because of it. She hated seeing the impact it was having me and was frustrated no one could see me the way she and my dad could. What I was told as a teenager still impacts me today because I was told it so many times but I have learned to not give it and stand up for myself!

My parents and I took a risk and went against everything everyone told us. We knew what I could do and my parents wanted to teach me a valuable lesson about believing in myself and standing up for myself. I applied for Vocational School and ALWAYS got A's and Honors! I completed my training in Early Childhood Ed and got my degree which my parents and I were told would never happen. They said it would be to hard for me to finish and get my degree. It obviously wasn't because I always got A's and people would come up to me regularly asking for help assignments! My Junior year I took a risk in taking a college-prep psychology course. I love psychology and wanted to take this class. I was determined to take it no matter how hard it was! I did REALLY well with it. I loved it and am SO glad I took it It was my best semester of high school!

We all have been hurt, lied to, and betrayed. The wounds will never go away even after we overcome the challenge. God helps heal the wounds but the scars are still there. The scars remind us of where we were and where God brought us from. The scars help remind us not to give up in future hardship.

These scars remind us of how faithful God is. He was always there and still is today! Without the scars and wounds of life how could we learn of what true faith in God is? He bears scars just like us. He has scars of love on his hands caused by being nailed to the cross for OUR sins. He understands our pain! Bear your scars with the pride of all that God is and where he brought you from!