"... beautiful scars, like in your hands, feet and side."
mom was praying for me and thanked You that You turn wounds into beautiful scars. it really struck me. even You, Jesus, have scars. You were wounded and have the scars to prove it. but they are completely beautiful, like You. they tell the story of Your humility, beauty, grace and mercy.
that is true for me, too. my wounds, You are healing into absolutely beautiful scars that tell the same story: Your beauty, mercy, humility and grace! all my life is for Your glory. You are making me like You ( s l o w l y but surely!). my scars are trophies of Your mercy. i see them and they remind me of Your faithfulness to me. i am so thankful and humbled.
thanks, Dad, that You have walked with me thus far and You won't leave me, now or ever!
mom was praying for me and thanked You that You turn wounds into beautiful scars. it really struck me. even You, Jesus, have scars. You were wounded and have the scars to prove it. but they are completely beautiful, like You. they tell the story of Your humility, beauty, grace and mercy.
that is true for me, too. my wounds, You are healing into absolutely beautiful scars that tell the same story: Your beauty, mercy, humility and grace! all my life is for Your glory. You are making me like You ( s l o w l y but surely!). my scars are trophies of Your mercy. i see them and they remind me of Your faithfulness to me. i am so thankful and humbled.
thanks, Dad, that You have walked with me thus far and You won't leave me, now or ever!
1 comment:
beautiful! i love your blog.
Post a Comment