“Let the redeemed of the Lord tell their story.” (Psalm 107:2 TNIV)
I have several scars on my body. One, in the middle of my forehead, I acquired during a rock fight when I was eight years old; one is on my lip from when I fell on a nail after disobeying my mother and crossing a busy street to see a friend; another, on my shin, is from disobeying again and shaving my legs when I was twelve.
But some scars on my body aren’t so humorous. For example, there are two crescent-shaped scars just below my belly button. They are the result not of body piercing but of two laparoscopic exploratory surgeries undertaken to discover why I was unable to conceive. They remind me of the years my husband, Steve, and I struggled with infertility and the loss of a child. Then there’s the scar on my right breast that reminds me of the weeks of waiting and wondering whether or not the lump was malignant or benign. No, not all scars are comical.
Perhaps my most painful scars are the ones you cannot see. You know the ones I’m talking about. We all have them. They are the scars on our hearts and in our souls. The scar of rejection from a father who didn’t know how to love me. The scar of growing up in a home riddled with alcohol and physical abuse. The scar of disappointment at the loss of a child. The scar of broken dreams.
We receive scars in one of two ways: through what has been done to us by other people or what has been done through us by our own mistakes and failures. Either way, I believe that scars are not something that we need to hide or be ashamed of. Rather, they are an invitation to share the healing power of Jesus Christ with a hurting world. For a scar, by its very definition, implies healing.
Perhaps you’ve never thought of the wounds in your life as potential treasures. I encourage you to dig a little deeper, push aside the dirt, and discover the jewels that lie beneath the surface. The Bible gives this invitation: “Let the redeemed of the Lord tell their story” (Psalm 107:2 TNIV). Your story may be one of your greatest treasures. Like sparkling diamonds, glistening rubies, and shimmering emeralds, our scars are beautiful to God.