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Scars are our Testimony

Mikki G.

Mikki G.

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ow the title of this thread might seem odd but let me explain. This has been on my heart for a really long time. But to understand I need to go back.... way back. Ok so right now I am currently going through my second divorce (more on that later) and for the last 5 months I have really been dealing with emotional and mental turmoil. I struggled with seeing my own worth and seeing myself how God sees me. With these past 2 divorces I have become so hard and unyielding to others around me. It got to a point where I wondered what was the point. Why would God put me through all this crap if he loved me so much? Why would he let these men hurt me like they did if he loved me so much? Why am I seen as so unlovable if God loves me so much? Why did he allow me to become so damaged if he loves me so much?

These questions just kept going through my mind. I kept thinking.... “God I’m so broken.... how can any man love someone who is so broken?” That question kept going over and over in my head. But then a week ago at church I was reading in my bible and I came across this passage.....

John 20:19-22 (MEV)

In this passage the Bible talks about Jesus’ Disciples and how one of them (Thomas) didn’t want to believe that Jesus Resurrected unless he saw the Scars on his hands and the Scar on his side. Until he saw those marks with his own eyes he wouldn’t believe.

After reading that, it got me thinking.... wow I have so many scars from past hurts and past battles that people wouldn’t believe unless they saw it for themselves. With that on my mind I started asking, Why do I have so many scars? Then as if I was smacked on the head by my own Bible.... God answered.... “Because I want people to see what I have done for you. I want people to see the healing I have done for you. Your scars are not your chains. Your scars are your sword. Your scars are what people are going to see and believe. Your scars show how much I love you and how much you mean to me. Mikeda you are MY daughter, and I treasure you above all things.”

My scars don’t show me as a failure or a victim. My scars show the victory that God has helped me win. My scars show the healing God has done through me. My scars make me beautiful. My scars are my testimony of Gods amazing love. And just like Thomas.... There are people who aren’t going to believe that God has such love for them until they see MY SCARS!!!! And how he has shown me his love and mercy through his healing.

Just something that’s been on my mind and thought would be great to share. Have an awesome night and happy May 1st.

God Bless
 
Beautiful! Thank you!

Our children say of physical scars that they are a country boy's tattoos. They remind us of our past adventures (and misadventures) but I have never before thought of them in light of the healing/healed aspect before.

Some of my scars took time, even a year or more before I no longer felt any pain at the site of injury, so let yourself have plenty of time to heal inside and be patient with your progress. :-)
 
Probably not music you will like but, with God's strength all things are possible.

The Mountains
Three Days Grace

Another night I'm barely holdin' on
One step away from being dead and gone
Am I alive to die another day?
Is this life that I've been livin' all that's meant for me?

Every day I'm just survivin'
Keep climbin' the mountain
Even when I feel like dyin'
Keep climbin' the mountain
Every time I think I'm over it
I wake up in the bottom of it all again
I'm still survivin', keep climbin'
Keep climbin' the mountain

The higher I go, the harder I fall
So I don't look down, I don't look back at all
And when I wish it all would turn to black
I try to see the light and push the darkness back

Every day I'm just survivin'
Keep climbin' the mountain
Even when I feel like dyin'
Keep climbin' the mountain
Every time I think I'm over it
I wake up in the bottom of it all again
I'm still survivin', I keep climbin'
Keep climbin' the mountain

So if I'm not already too far gone
And if I feel a pulse then I can carry on
When I'm lost and wanna fade away
I tell myself to live, to die another day, yeah

Every day I'm just survivin'
Keep climbin' the mountain
Even when I feel like dyin'
Keep climbin' the mountain
Every time I think I'm over it
I wake up in the bottom of it all again
I'm still alive and keep climbin'
Keep climbin' the mountain, the mountain
 
Not myself in particular, but if it is any consolation: with Jesus' blood you ARE healed. I dont mean that in a wishy washy way, but like you mentioned, He sees you without the muck and grime and sees the princess He made you to be.

It is something that He has been teaching me to see in others, and that it is something we need to remind those who have wronged us. That when someone is forgiven, the past is GONE. Not connected to them anymore. Our scars do show how God has healed us and what He has cleaned us of... and others :)
 
I appreciate your testimony. Thank you.

I thought I saw somewhere where you mentioned that you were in Klamath Falls? Thats a great place. I love it there. We both grew up in the Medford area and still have family there. I logged around Keno, worked on the shortest River in the world and shot squeakers in Swan Lake basin. One of my favorite mental pictures is the view of McLaughlin from old Ft Klamath area in the spring.

Glad to hear youre doing better.
 
Verifyveritas76 said:
I appreciate your testimony. Thank you.

I thought I saw somewhere where you mentioned that you were in Klamath Falls? Thats a great place. I love it there. We both grew up in the Medford area and still have family there. I logged around Keno, worked on the shortest River in the world and shot squeakers in Swan Lake basin. One of my favorite mental pictures is the view of McLaughlin from old Ft Klamath area in the spring.

Glad to hear youre doing better.
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It’s beautiful up here for sure
 
My husband's family comes from around there as well. He still has family living in Klamath Falls.

I love the idea of scars being our testimony. My friend told me she kept her old posts and photos on her social media pages so people could see what her life was like before God transformed her when she became a Christian.
 
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