Scars

I woke up this morning with a thought that I have had several times since the girls accident.

The thought was...

the body has an incredible ability to heal itself!

I've been amazed over the past few weeks as I have seen staples and stitches removed and watched healing take place...

little by little,

day by day,

healing.

Sometimes when we have Erica's brace open for cleaning on her stomach, we will take a picture of the scar so she can look at it closer.

It took a few days for her to be able to even want to see the scar.

It's been neat to see the transformation.

At first I could see the discomfort in her face as she saw the mended wound...

the imperfection.

But honestly I've come to look at that scar as something beautiful.

A reminder

of a life saved...

of God 's faithfulness...

of the overwhelming love of friends...

of overcoming...

of  a  Christmas to remember.

I  thought of the body of Christ, the Church, and how by being a part of His body it  brings healing to us individually.

I love the power of the church!

Again, the Body has the ability to heal itself,  but if the body is not assembled back to together how can it be healed?  Erica needed the help of a surgeon to mend the wounds on her colon.  In the surgeons own words, "I reconnected her colon."

God cannot not heal our wounds if we are not willing to be connected to His body.

I also had the realization that when it's our scars all we see is the imperfection...

BUT

when we look at the scars on others we are reminded...

of a life saved...

of God's faithfulness...

of overcoming.

What stories do your scars tell?

The rest of the body needs to hear and see your scars so that they and you may be healed!