Scar Tissue
We all have scar tissue, some scars are visible to the eye and some are invisible.
I was talking to a dear friend today and she stirred up an encouraging conversation. I told her that I was afraid of venturing out in an area due to past hurts. My past hurt is not defeating, I'm just a little gun shy about stepping out in that particular area. She then stated the phrase, "nothing ventured, nothing gained." My response to her was that I have scars in that area. Amazingly, she started to describe scar tissue. It's tough, it doesn't move easily, it's not pliable. Due to the toughness of the scar, it makes you withstand circumstances. It makes you stronger and it helps you endure.
Wounds develop character. It's what you do with the wound that can make or break a person. The trauma can either cause a person to become bitter or gentle. Scars also help a person empathize and relate with others. If we had no idea what a particular situation felt like then we couldn't relate and be there for one another. Fortunately, painful circumstances help us minister to those who are hurting.
It was neat because as soon as I got off of the phone with her I called another dear friend. She was going through a situation and I was trying my best to be an encouragement to her. She said something to me that brought tears to my eyes. She told me that she was able to get through a particular situation because she knew that when she reached the other side, whether the outcome was good or bad, that I would be there for her. I must say that I am so fortunate to know her.
Today ended in sadness for me. My mentor teacher's husband passed away today. He was her reason for living. She was strong because he was her foundation. They shared a type of love that you don't often see in couples. It was pure, and it was one that gave the single folks hope. Now her husband was a good man and he had cancer. It's origins were rooted in skin cancer, which turned into lymphoma, then brain cancer and eventually he had a stroke that led to a heart attack. There is so much more to what this guy had to endure during his two year bout with sickness than what I shared in my previous sentence. His scars were visible. You could see them shine in the light. While hers were invisible. During my last year at the elementary school I watched my mentor change. She was a bold, confident woman and she turned into a scared wife who was trying her best to be strong for her husband. As I shed tears of grief for her and relief for him. It reminded me of my conversation with my dear friend. Scar tissue makes you stronger and it helps you endure. I pray that she finds a new strength in her.
I was talking to a dear friend today and she stirred up an encouraging conversation. I told her that I was afraid of venturing out in an area due to past hurts. My past hurt is not defeating, I'm just a little gun shy about stepping out in that particular area. She then stated the phrase, "nothing ventured, nothing gained." My response to her was that I have scars in that area. Amazingly, she started to describe scar tissue. It's tough, it doesn't move easily, it's not pliable. Due to the toughness of the scar, it makes you withstand circumstances. It makes you stronger and it helps you endure.
Wounds develop character. It's what you do with the wound that can make or break a person. The trauma can either cause a person to become bitter or gentle. Scars also help a person empathize and relate with others. If we had no idea what a particular situation felt like then we couldn't relate and be there for one another. Fortunately, painful circumstances help us minister to those who are hurting.
It was neat because as soon as I got off of the phone with her I called another dear friend. She was going through a situation and I was trying my best to be an encouragement to her. She said something to me that brought tears to my eyes. She told me that she was able to get through a particular situation because she knew that when she reached the other side, whether the outcome was good or bad, that I would be there for her. I must say that I am so fortunate to know her.
Today ended in sadness for me. My mentor teacher's husband passed away today. He was her reason for living. She was strong because he was her foundation. They shared a type of love that you don't often see in couples. It was pure, and it was one that gave the single folks hope. Now her husband was a good man and he had cancer. It's origins were rooted in skin cancer, which turned into lymphoma, then brain cancer and eventually he had a stroke that led to a heart attack. There is so much more to what this guy had to endure during his two year bout with sickness than what I shared in my previous sentence. His scars were visible. You could see them shine in the light. While hers were invisible. During my last year at the elementary school I watched my mentor change. She was a bold, confident woman and she turned into a scared wife who was trying her best to be strong for her husband. As I shed tears of grief for her and relief for him. It reminded me of my conversation with my dear friend. Scar tissue makes you stronger and it helps you endure. I pray that she finds a new strength in her.
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