God’s Reflection in My Scars and Struggles

One of the most challenging parts of being different was feeling like I didn’t fit in and worrying about what other people thought about me. Meeting new people made me anxious because I didn’t know how they would treat me. Most people are kind and loving, but a few give me strange looks and say hurtful words. Those are the experiences that go beneath the surface and linger.

I learned to overcome those experiences and fears with self-love and acceptance. Regardless of what anyone says, they can’t make me feel bad without my permission. Understanding this gave me such freedom. Just because others say mean things doesn’t mean I have to believe them. When I believe the words, they have the power to hurt me.

Now I know that when other people are mean to me because I am different, it has NOTHING to do with me. Maybe they are just having a bad day or struggling with their differences. I try my best to remember this truth when the situations occur. When I don’t react negatively, I hold space for the person and offer love. This reaction gives them a glimpse of the soul underneath the scars.

My flesh holds sin. It is just like everyone else’s. However, my soul is pure. It reflects God. Therefore, I see my flesh differently. My scars get people’s attention. While they are staring at me, I have their undivided attention. At that moment, I want to shine my light on the Lord. I want others to see God through me.

A shift in perspective was all it took to turn my tears into joy. My scars have a purpose, and I’m so thankful for them. It is not how other people see us but how we see ourselves that truly matters.

Psalm 139:14 KJV

14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.

Sweet friends, God created us all for His purpose. We all have everything we need to do His work and make a difference.

P.S. Since April is Limb Loss and Limb Difference Awareness Month, I wanted to celebrate by sharing my thoughts about my scars. 

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