Thursday, September 17th
Recently while waiting to pick up a pizza, I observed a man ordering a small pizza to go. He appeared to be alone. The waitress asked if we would like it cut into four pieces or six. He thought about it for a few moments before responding. He said, “Just cut it into four pieces. I don’t think I’m hungry enough to eat six.”
You cannot make this stuff up!
I was at the beach on vacation in late August. On a morning beach walk, I came away with a couple of takeaways. I stopped to look at the hundreds of shells in the sand. They were different shapes, colors, and sizes, yet they had one common component…. they were ALL broken. Some just chipped, others broken in half, others with a small indention, and a few with just a smudge. But NONE were perfect.
I realized those shells represent us ALL. We have all been broken in one form or another, at one time or another. Grief, sickness, divorce, depression, addiction, loneliness, wrong choices, and the list goes on. While this sounds sad and defeating, the story doesn’t end there. The truth is, we are never too broken to be mended.
As I watched the water wash over the shells, I was reminded of how God’s grace washes over us, “cleans” us off, and makes us new. Will there still be scars? Sure, there will. But those scars are reminders of the faithfulness of God who rescues and restores.
Lyrics for “That’s What Scars Are For” by Mandisa
These scars aren’t pretty; But they’re a part of me
And will not ever fade away
These marks tell a story; Of me down in the valley
And how You reached in with Your grace and healed me
They remind me of Your faithfulness; And all You brought me through
They teach me that my brokenness; Is something You can use
They show me where I’ve been; And that I’m not there any more
That’s what scars, that’s what scars are for
Erase, rewind; Wish I could every time
The hurt, the pain cuts so deep
But when I’m weak; You’re strong, and in Your power, I can carry on
And my scars say that you won’t ever leave
God is faithful and He loves us too much to leave us in the “pit”. We must trust Him with our broken places. His desire is to heal and restore, but we must be willing to surrender.
“Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved, for you are my praise.”
Until next week don’t forget to smile!