Scars, Strength, and the God Who Heals

Do you ever wonder how much more you can endure?

I’ve been in this place many times in my life. The place where the pain feels so overwhelming, and I feel too weak to handle it anymore. One of the most significant battles I have ever faced was with my health. Most nights, I couldn’t sleep for the aching pain in my whole body. I struggled to walk, stand, lift my arms, and even use my hands.

During these times, I couldn’t help but wonder why God allowed all of my limbs to be affected. Every day I have to fight the challenges the scars have left on my body. I don’t just lift weights. I struggle to hold the weight with my left hand and my right hand, and then I have to deal with the band wrapped around my right bicep, tricep, and scar in my chest muscle. My feet make it difficult to walk, run, and even use the elliptical. The list goes on and on.

If I look at my challenges, then I could become very discouraged. Instead, I look at my reason for it all. Every day I fight for the quality of my life. Because I know what it feels like to lie in bed, barely able to get up, consumed by pain, and to watch others be active around me.

I wanted to improve because I wanted to enjoy my kids and life. I wanted to run and hike and keep up with them. I also wanted to get better so I could do the work on my heart. My why is more substantial than my pain.

When we draw a line in the sand and decide that we will no longer accept self-doubt, self-sabotage, and self-pity, then we can reach the place of healing. My healing started in my mind first. When God helped me to get my mind right, my life followed.

Instead of looking at my challenges as something negative, I can see the beauty in each one. Each scar challenges me to do better and to be better. Every day of my life, I face challenges, and every day God shows me how to overcome them.

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