Today while I was driving to work, I was listening to our local, Christan, radio station and a song came on that I had heard before but had not really payed much attention to. So today when I heard it, I payed more attention and found the message to be very powerful.
Here are the Lyrics to the song:
Scars
She holds for dear life to the ends of the sleeves in her hands,
Covering up lies that she wrote with a razor sharp pen,
And the sting of the blade is no match for the pain of the loneliness she's going through,
But we've all been there too.
Praise God we don't have to hide scars
They just strengthen our wounds, and they soften our hearts.
They remind us of where we have been, but not who we are
So praise God, praise God we don't have to hide scars
You can still see the mark on his hand where there once was a ring
He watched decades of history dissolve when she wanted to leave
And the hole that it left there inside of his chest
Is a canyon a thousand miles deep
We all know how that feels.
SO praise God we don't have to hide scars
They just strengthen our wounds, and soften our hearts.
They remind us of where we have been, but not who we are
So praise God, praise God we don't have to hide scars
There once was a King who so burdened with grief
Walked into death so that we could find peace
He rose up with scars on his hands and his feet
By them we are healed, by them we are healed.
So praise God we don't have to hide scars
Yeah we know his are covering ours
Praise God we don't have to hide scars
They just strengthen our wounds and they soften our hearts
They remind us of who we have been, but not who we are
So Praise God we don't have to hide scars.
Covering up lies that she wrote with a razor sharp pen,
And the sting of the blade is no match for the pain of the loneliness she's going through,
But we've all been there too.
Praise God we don't have to hide scars
They just strengthen our wounds, and they soften our hearts.
They remind us of where we have been, but not who we are
So praise God, praise God we don't have to hide scars
You can still see the mark on his hand where there once was a ring
He watched decades of history dissolve when she wanted to leave
And the hole that it left there inside of his chest
Is a canyon a thousand miles deep
We all know how that feels.
SO praise God we don't have to hide scars
They just strengthen our wounds, and soften our hearts.
They remind us of where we have been, but not who we are
So praise God, praise God we don't have to hide scars
There once was a King who so burdened with grief
Walked into death so that we could find peace
He rose up with scars on his hands and his feet
By them we are healed, by them we are healed.
So praise God we don't have to hide scars
Yeah we know his are covering ours
Praise God we don't have to hide scars
They just strengthen our wounds and they soften our hearts
They remind us of who we have been, but not who we are
So Praise God we don't have to hide scars.
I don't know about you, but my personality tends to obsess on the
past and my failures which leads to overwhelming guilt at times. I have a
hard time truly understanding what Christ's work on the cross means for
me, and today this song helped clarify it a bit more. My favorite line
is "Yeah we know His are covering ours". This line put a beautiful
picture in my mind. It revealed that even though I have so many scars
from my sin and unworthiness that I would wish to hide, I don't need to
hide them. I don't need to hide them because they are covered. They are
covered with the scars of someone else. They are covered by scars that
are not sinful but ones that are righteous. When I stand before God at
the end of time, I will not have to worry about presenting a body full
of scars and gaping wounds of unworthiness, I will stand before my God
with the scars of His Son covering mine. This is just so powerful! I
don't have to worry anymore. I don't have to be afraid. Jesus took my
shame upon Himself so that I didn't have to die an eternal death. This
kind of love is one I will be spending the rest of my life trying to
understand, but I know I never will. All I can say is that I am
thankful...SO THANKFUL!
"But HE was wounded for our transgressions, HE was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon HIM; and with HIS stripes we are healed."
~Isaiah 53:5
Blessings,
Miss Morgan
(Inspiration for this post is from the song "Scars" by Jonny Diaz)
