Thursday, November 22, 2018

Gratitude for the Scars

"The wound is the place where the light enters you."
- Rumi
My face and hands still bear scars from this incident.  I was very self-conscience about them for a long time, but now I am grateful for them.  They serve as a reminder of a pivotal time in my life.  This incident temporarily left my faced ugly and marred and injured my wrist which prevented me from working out.  In a sense, it stripped me of my physical identity for a season, but that is what caused me to begin seeking to discover my spiritual identity.  Light began to enter into me through those wounds. 

I am grateful for weaknesses.  This past year I have had so many of them laid out before me.  Its been a terrifying endeavor venturing into those deep wounds, but it's deep in our weakness where the true strength of the heart is discovered.   It is through our brokenness we find God and the divine within. 

Strength and weaknesses are one-in-the-same at the core, not mutually exclusive.  The only way out is in.  The only way out of your weaknesses is by going in and seeing the truth about who you are, and that means owning all of the possibilities.  You cannot get to your strength except by traveling through your weaknesses, owning them and allowing the potential that lies within your light to transform them into powerful strengths.   
Where your weaknesses are, there will your strengths be also.
-Staci Sadler, "Aura Personalities"
2nd Corinthians 12:9, Ether 12:27 

I am grateful for wounds and weaknesses- they have given God the opportunity to come through for me.   I have gratitude for the scars- they bear witness of the healing received through my Lord, Jesus Christ. 

Although I have been through all that I have, I do not regret the many hardships I met, because it was they who brought me to the place I wished to reach.  Now all I have is this sword and I give it to whomever wishes to continue his pilgrimage.  I carry with me the marks and scars of battles- they are the witnesses of what I suffered and the rewards of what I conquered.   
These are the beloved marks and scars that will open the gates of Paradise to me.  There was a time when I used to listen to tales of bravery.  There was a time when I lived only because I needed to live.  But now I live because I am a warrior and because I wish one day to be in the company of Him whom I have fought so hard 
-John Bunyan

Happy Thanksgiving Davis County!


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