My Savior was scarred so that my scars could become whole. By whole I don’t mean that my scars completely
disappear, but that my life is restored. My scars bring new vision. My scars are a
picture of hope to those who have the same kind of scars. Past wounds do heal,
but the scars remain to remind me that I am forever indebted to The One who bought my freedom. I am
grateful and I want to help others look to Him who will also turn their wounds
into healthy scars.
A scar that came about from a painful wound gradually gives
way to forgiveness and understanding - with God’s help. I can gain acceptance
and truth from that scar. I have learned
much and I can pass it on. The inside of me changed, but the scar remains on my
skin. I now have a testimony of God’s great
faithfulness and healing. Others may ask, “How did you get
that scar?” It is now my story of
redemption.
