Love Memories

Battle scars, we all have them. Multiple remnants on shins from stumbling in the dark, surgeries removing or replacing something bad, and most importantly, true battle scars of the valiant, life and limb on the line, fighting for God and country. Some scars are harder to see, cut deep and covered with years of overgrowth, yet scar tissue remains. Old injuries resurface in our weakest moments, and we tend to wallow in ancient pain. Blows of days past, left unchecked, take root in the fertile soul of an aching heart until we again are the crumpled mess of our former selves. We cry out to God for redemption, recovery and sometimes retribution for wrongs committed.

Scars, both seen and unseen, are reminders of days past, actions taken both good and bad, damage done of our own making and that of others. Jesus knows our pain and feels our scars, for He endured even to the point of earthly death. His loving Hands have healed our broken parts with more Love and Grace than we will ever know, let alone deserve.

The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. Psalm 34:18

When scars re-emerge from the dusty corners of my mind, I attempt to refocus on the good things and ignore the bad. At times the cost is really hard prayers, salty tears and patience, lots of patience. Thankfully we have a Loving God who is patient with our weaknesses and holds us tightly until the pain passes.

When battles rage in our aching souls, hold on to “love memories” and let the others fade. Hold tighter to “love – present” for we are only here for a little while. Hold even tighter to “love future” for He is forever. When burdens of “scar tissue” seem too much to bear, know there are more of us who love you than those who do not. Jesus is at the top of the love list and always will be. As am I.


If these words have been a blessing, pass them along to another who needs to hear. Reach out to me at and tell me your story. I would love to know where and in what way God has guided His words through my pen.



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