Picture it: It’s 1992, it’s raining outside, and you are single digits year old. You are running around a kitchen table with some neighbor friends, even though your mother told you and your friends to stop a million times. She’s talking, you are playing and then SMACK! You run into the corner of a kitchen wall, there are stars and that’s all you remember.
It’s double digits years later and the wound remains! While this story is truly comical, many times our scars are not. For a long time, this scar was not funny. It’s appearance makes one feel self-conscious and although healed, it’s very visible.
After a while, the scar became easier to love, easier to laugh at, and easier to appreciate. Our wounds can teach us a million lessons. For me, it helped me to realize how fun being a kid was, how the corners on walls are super dangerous, and how disobedience has consequences.
What about your wounds? The c-section scar, the scrap on the knee that is now healed, the scar from an abusive relationship. If nothing else, our wounds should teach us that we are survivors! Our wounds should demonstrate that we can overcome. Our scars should speak of the Healer who is greater than any advancement in modern medicine.
For Thomas, the scars of Jesus taught him to believe. As Jesus reappeared after His death, Thomas wasn’t so sure about the whole process. For Thomas, he needed to touch and see that Jesus was who He said. When he saw and touched the scars of Jesus, he knew:
Woman of God, touch your war wound, and be amazed at the glory of God. Woman of God, touch that c-section scar and marveled at the fact that the Lord was with you in that moment. Sister, touch that healed wound from that abusive ex, and be amazed at the Lord saving you from that relationship. Will you scars help you to believe?
Let’s not be ashamed of our wounds and scars! They tell the story of the goodness of Jesus! They demonstrate how He can make beauty out of ashes. Scars yell freedom for some. Wounds build faith for others. It did for Thomas, let those scars you possess do it for you.
No longer be ashamed of the war wounds you possess, mighty woman of God. Because of those scars, you are alive, you are healed, and you are victorious. Let your scars tell a bleeding, dying and wounded world that the Lord, your God, healed you and saved you.
Peace and Blessings