Some you can see. Some you can't.
Scars on the outside. From surgery twice to remove cancer.
Scars on the inside. From an abusive marriage and divorce and foolish decisions in my youth.
You have scars. I have scars. Everyone does - unless you've had a perfect, utopian existence.
I heard a song today that has a great message for anyone with scars (and that's all of us).
For a long time, I have said my outward scars a reminder and a testimony of God's faithfulness and healing.
But what about the scars on the inside?