Scars

While they all fall in love with her smile, she waits for one who will fall in love with her scars. ~~ The Dreamer

Scars.  I think they are beautiful.  The young girl in the photo above.  Do you see it?  She is smiling.  I know, it may seem weird to see someone say they think that scars are "beautiful".  But here is the thing, scars represent a wound that has healed.  Many times, it heals stronger than before.  Internal scars are even more beautiful.  One has suffered a deep wound but has allowed healing.  From that healing comes strength that allows the person bearing the scar to push even harder, to break barriers that are ahead for themselves and for others.

Now here is the contrast.  A scar develops over time and is through healing.  A scab is at the onset of healing.  Will you tender to the wound, allowing it to heal, becoming healthy and strong?  Or will you pick at it?  Picking at it keeps the wound open.  It can become infected, increasing the area of damage, allowing other illnesses to settle in.  (I know, kinda gross but such an apt illustration for moving past hurts that we have committed to ourselves or that have come from others.)

So there is a common thread in many of my posts.  That thread is choice.  You have a choice to let a wound heal.  You have a choice to embrace the scar.  You have a choice to recognize that your scar is power and encouragement and beautiful to those around you.  You have a choice to see the beauty in another's healing.  Choose wisely.

But who are you / You are the truth / Outscreaming these lies / You are the truth / Saving my life

The "rock" version with lyrics: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZmEZvif2_0E

The acoustic version: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UU_PWJJBN5A

Red Sam by Flyleaf

Here I stand
Empty hands
Wishing my wrists were bleeding
To stop the pain from the beatings

There you stood
Holding me
Waiting for me to notice you

But who are you
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Outscreaming these lies
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Saving my life

The warmth of your embrace
Melts my frostbitten spirit
You speak the truth and I hear it
The words are I love you
And I have to believe in you

But who are you
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Outscreaming these lies
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Saving my life

My hands are open
And you are filling them
Hands in the air
In the air, in the air, in the air

And I worship
And I worship
And I worship

You!

You are the truth (you are the truth)
Outscreaming these lies
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Saving my life