My family and I often go out to dinner after church on Sunday because it’s simply when we’re all in the same place at the same time. This Sunday I accidentally brushed against the table and got a sharp wave of pain in my belly. It didn’t hurt enough for an external reaction, but inside I was wondering why would I still be tender? My last surgery was 2 months ago…..And so came my waterfall of thoughts.
Perhaps like myself, you have heard multiple messages and songs about being the hands and feet of Christ. We instantly think it’s completely about serving others and perhaps will consider where our natural gifts are best used. There is nothing wrong with that…But…may I submit for your consideration a different perspective?
What if being the hands and feet of Christ is about transparency? I have often questioned myself if I would go through another surgery just to cover all my scars if they were more visible. Honestly, I don’t know. But I do know that my scars and the process to get them has made me more open and receptive to other people.
John 20:20 tells us that Jesus showed Himself to His disciples and proved His identity by showing His scars. Now I wonder why the marks didn’t disappear? If I had the power to rise from the dead, I can assure you I’d have skin smoother than a baby’s bottom. When/if you keep reading you’ll see His encounter with Thomas or as we call him “doubting Thomas”. It became clear to me; touching the scars is when Thomas believed. To whom do you or I need to show our scars to so they can believe? One of the greatest tricks of the enemy is isolation. He whispers in your ear that you are all alone and no understands and the world reinforces this idea with all the beautiful people carefully put together. If you cross my path I am no longer afraid to show you my scars. Physically I’m pretty jacked up, but I’ve never been more proud to be me after my processes.
Thank You God
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