A Scar is not a Wound
Yes, I bear scars
But a scar is not a wound
A scar is the memory of a place
Where a wound once was
A wound cleansed
A wound healed
A wound sealed
I bear my scars as knights of old
Returned in victory
Carrying their battle scars
To the quiet paths of home
I bear my scars as a broken tree
Sends forth new shoots, tenaciously
Toward the sunlight
I carry my scars to Jesus, knowing that
He returned to his disciples
With holes in his hands and side.
copyright J.C. 1998
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