Every Scar Has A Story

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.