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We Can Trust Him With Our Scars

    On a walk the other day, I found a leaf with a hole in the middle of it.  I held it up to the sun, and the sun shined perfectly through it.  It reminded me of the scars we all have.  It was a great illustration of how wounds and scars tell our story and how telling our story is part of our story.   The message from that leaf didn’t stop there.  I carried it with me for the rest of the walk and eventually ended up at a pond.  I felt I needed to release it …

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Scars Always Have a Story

  I first noticed these scratches months ago; I just noticed the beauty this week. The photo captures the deep scratches into wood from the pew at church. Shame. That’s what I first felt. My family had harmed such an important piece of furniture in our Lord’s house. As a child, my Granny was the caretaker and maintained the church. What fun it was to hang out with Granny on cleaning days! The church isle seemed to be so long and steep; the microphone was used to sing private specials; and the piano better not be touched! It wasn’t a …