i have been thinking about how my experiences have left lasting effects - scars - mental, emotional and spiritual ones. All the physical scars have long since healed and have left no visible trace. but the metaphorical scars are still with me. this song came to mind - just the title phrase, initially. it is so meaningful to me. the scars of Jesus are a lasting evidence of his love and sacrifice. my scars are evidence of my story and my journey. they are a part of my identity. not at all positive - but a part of me that i am starting to accept and embrace - even as i realize that He accepts and embraces me - as i am. i wouldn't recognize myself without them. and i'm sure i wouldn't identify with Him nearly as much without seeing His scars and mine as a point of common understanding.

Known by the Scars - by Michael Card

Mother Mary cried as she held heaven her arms
For the shadow of the scar she saw was clear
As her own bewildered baby lay weeping for the world
Whose frightened tears would free us all from fear

The marks of death that God chose never to erase
The wounds of loves eternal war
When the kingdom comes with its perfected sons
He will be known by the scars

For a time He sought to tell the world He was the Way
That God the father had a human heart
With His own holy hands He sought
To touch and heal their scars
But they chose to tear those gentle hands apart

What was there to wipe away the tears
From the holy eyes of God
As He looked upon His one and only Son
Who'd never sin, no nigh, yet was crucified

The marks of death that God chose never to erase
The wounds of love's eternal war
When the kingdom comes with its perfected sons
He will be known by the scars

And after they had slain Him and laid Him in the grave
And the ones He loved had fled into the dark
Then His love and power raised Him
God won the victory
But they only recognized Him by the scars

The marks of death that God chose never to erase
The wounds of love's eternal war
When the kingdom comes with its perfected sons
He will be known by the scars


Edited by traveler (01/09/13 09:15 PM)
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As my life goes on I believe somehow something's changed
Something deep inside...
I've been searchin so long to find an answer
Now I know my life has meaning
Now I see myself as I am, feeling very free...
When my tears have come to an end I will understand
What I left behind: a part of me. Chicago