Here are a few of the scars of my childhood.
- Left Middle Finger: stuck my hand in a metal blade fan.
- Right Thigh: pocket knife slipped off a piece of wood I was carving.
- Right Forearm: a gash from being tackled in a Friday night game.
- Face and Shoulders: unusually large and painful blemishes/boils.
- Broken Heart: when Becky, my first girl friend, broke up with me.
Some scars I wear like badges of honor. Not necessarily smart badges, but still. Some are painful reminders of a difficult and awkward adolescence. Some I show and talk about freely. Some I hide and prefer not to mention.
“We all have scars, scars of body, mind, and soul.”
Scars are formed when our skin is cut or ripped. The scars on our souls form when we are torn from within. Some result from deep grief and others from the battles of daily survival. Others are deeply painful memories.
The Apostle Paul
Here is something Paul wrote to the churches in the Galatian Province, Galatians 6:14:
“May I never boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, through which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world.”
The cross was invented not by the Romans but it was certainly perfected by them. The body of Jesus was pierced by nails and a spear point. Not to mention his scalp and forehead from the crown of thorns and the deep cuts from the brutal scourging.
“To boast in the cross of Christ is to welcome the pain and persecution of others.”
He went on to say this in 6:17:
“Finally, let no one cause me trouble, for I bear on my body the marks of Jesus.”
He did. In 2 Corinthians 11 he mentioned that along with other violent treatment that he five times received the forty lashes minus one. From the back of his neck to the back of his knees must have been nothing but scar tissue.
The Scars of Life
We all have them. While some are the result of accidents, others are the result of cruelty from physical, emotional, and sexual abuse. Perhaps most painful are the scars of the soul, and the memories we can’t let go of.
May the grace of our Lord be yours in abundance. May his peace be a balm to your soul. May his love immerse you like the warm embrace of a caring Father.
Whatever your scars, I pray you find rest in the comfort that only He provides.