So I have this scar on my leg from when I broke it a few years back. And. I. Love. It.
Ok truth, I love it because I'm weird like that & think it's fierce. But, it also serves as a reminder to me of when life tried to break me, but failed. It doesn't let me forget that I can overcome anything that stands in my way. It tells me that it's ok to lose a battle if I'm in it to win the war. And because I know that my scars are someone else's sign of hope.
So to all the lucky ones with scars: Don't hide them. Embrace them. Honor them. Wear them with proof that God heals.
I may not be able to do the things you do, but I can wear my scars with pride. ⚡️