Thursday, June 14, 2012
We all have scars of various sizes, and shapes. Some are on the outside, and some are on the inside. Some of us spend quite a bit of time, and sometimes money, trying to hide our scars, or totally remove them. Not me, I choose to leave my scars right where they are, for the world to see. Am I proud of them? No, of course not, but neither am I ashamed of them. If I had spent my entire life, living a perfect life, never facing any battles, or receiving any battle scars, what type of lessons would I have learned? I am glad that I have faced many battles, walked through many fires, climbed many mountains. During those times, I truly learned what I was made of, but, more importantly, I was reassured of Who made me.My dear Saviour carries the scars upon His body, from where He took the nails for me, He bled for me!! The least I can do, is fight my way through the battles that satan may throw my way, and be willing to accept the scars that may remain after the battles. Battle on my warrior brothers and sisters, battle on. Victory will be ours, satan will be defeated!!