Our FMOG (future man of God) Tucker, called to check in last night. He sounded great and said they had even given them a chance to go out in the snow! Much to our dismay, he declined the invitation. I would’ve thought it to have been the perfect opportunity to build a snowman with a ball and chain around his little snow foot. That could’ve possibly been the sight that might’ve taken the focus off the gazillion abandoned cars they were repeatedly reporting on. But what do I know of prison life?
There’s a good possibility he couldn’t go outside because he was too busy being tattooed. Yes, you read it right. Tattooed. Momma always said, “Nothing says ‘been there, done that’ like a prison tat!” And I suppose momma couldn’t be more right. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve nothing against tattoos per say, but I just keep picturing the old, faint, greenish, squiggly lined tattoos that you might see on a 90 year old war vet. Not to mention, just how sanitary are prison tattoo artists?
Oh well, I have a feeling our boy will have scars of many kinds, that will tell many different stories. Some will be visible, and some won’t. And I’d hate to think that God won’t use them all for His glory! Can I get an amen?!
Isn’t that true of all our lives? We all have scars that tell stories. I have a scar on my leg that tells a story of me falling as a kid. If you looked at my stomach, you’d see C-section scars that tell the stories of having babies. If you looked into my soul, you’d see emotional scars from different hurts during my 40something years of living. We all have scars, and they all tell a story.
The cool thing is, no matter how deep, or how big the scar, God can, and will heal our hurts, and use them for His glory! The scar may remain, but the hurt can be healed! After that, it’s our job to help others who may bear the same scars. Maybe instead of trying so hard to cover up our scars and our hurts, we should let them tell their stories. You never know who you might help!
Disclaimer: I’m speaking metaphorically about showing scars. I don’t want anyone bearing their C-section, or vasectomy scars! I’m just saying.
All praise to the God and Father of our Master, Jesus the Messiah! Father of all mercy! God of all healing counsel! He comes alongside us when we go through hard times, and before you know it, he brings us alongside someone else who is going through hard times so that we can be there for that person just as God was there for us. We have plenty of hard times that come from following the Messiah, but no more so than the good times of his healing comfort—we get a full measure of that, too. 2 Corinthians 1:3-5