Keep the scars?

(Boy, it feels good to be writing again....)

Recently, I heard a song that states: "heal the wounds, but keep the scars."

Call me crazy, but the first thought I had was "I'd rather not have the scars either!"

I saw Jesus smile.

But I mean seriously; live long enough, and between the self-inflicted wounds and those inflicted by others -- if Jesus didn't heal the scars, too, we'd all be one huge walking scar.  Am I right?!

(I see Him smiling again!)

Years ago I posted Sara Groves' song, "Less Like Scars."   Personally, I find it to be in line more with my realness in life. When I listened to the other song --asking God to leave the scars just didn't sit right with me, but asking Him to transform scars into character.... now THAT is something I can get behind!

(Yep, He's definitely smiling!)

Perhaps you find yourself at a place where life does feel more like a casket - where you can't  feel the power or the hope, can't cope, can't feel a thing.  The GOOD news is it doesn't matter what YOU FEEL -- *HE* is ever present, ever able, and ever faithful..... regardless of our glaring inabilities!

So, as we close out this year, if today you feel downtrodden and scar-riddled  -- take a listen to the song posted below, and then dare to ask Him to transform your scars into stars of character.

Blessings!
Deborah


(For your convenience, the lyrics are posted below the song.)



It's been a hard year
But I'm climbing out of the rubble
These lessons are hard
Healing changes are subtle
But every day it's....
Less like tearing, more like building
Less like captive, more like willing
Less like breakdown, more like surrender
Less like haunting, more like remember

And I feel you here
And you're picking up the pieces
Forever faithful
It seemed out of my hands, a bad situation
But you are able
And in your hands the pain and hurt
Look less like scars and more like
Character

Less like a prison, more like my room
It's less like a casket, more like a womb
Less like dying, more like transcending
Less like fear, less like an ending

And I feel you here
And you're picking up the pieces
Forever faithful
It seemed out of my hands, a bad situation
But you are able
And in your hands the pain and hurt
Look less like scars

Just a little while ago
I couldn't feel the power or the hope
I couldn't cope, I couldn't feel a thing
Just a little while back
I was desperate, broken, laid out, hoping
You would come

And I need you
And I want you here
And I feel you

And I know you're here
And you're picking up the pieces
Forever faithful
It seemed out of my hands, a bad, bad situation
But you are able

And in your hands the pain and hurt
Look less like scars (x3)

And more like
Character