Every scar has a story. What will mine tell? What will come of this when I'm better, when I'm well?
I want my scar to tell of how I've overcome, of how I made it through, of where I have come from. I want my scar to whisper about the pain I faced, about this very hard time, about the marathon I raced.
But mostly I want my scar to speak of something greater I want it to shout about my living Creator.
Let my scar be evidence that there is a loving Lord who fought my scary battles and on whose wings I soared.
Let my scar proclaim that all things work for good, that by myself I couldn't but with my God I could.
Let them take a look. Let them peek and see my scar shows God is great. It points to Him, not me.