How can a few tiny words leave a canyon so deep? How does a simple action bring me to my knees? I have scars. Physical ones most certainly (four years of intense sickness does that…) but I’m not thinking about physical ones. What do we do when we’re left with scars across the heart? I’ve wrestled with the fresh open wounds but what about those that have pulled together? There’s a point at which I’ve forgiven or let go but I’m still marked. These markings don’t have to be a branding of my soul. Instead of letting the pain define me I can let it shape me. In fact two pierced hands hold this scar laced heart and in that I am healed. Jesus’ five heal all of mine. And in that I find beauty.
Also don’t forget that the 10.for.10 challenge is still on! If you want to bring some joy to the orphans in India then join in this dare. Just get 10 friends to donate $10. It’s really simple. You just have to ask! 
I got to model some pieces from my dear friend’s new clothing line! (She’s the amazing lady that made my dress….yeah THE black dress.) If you live in the Portland area her fashion show is this Sunday! Click through to the link below to see her FB and get info.
Dress: Moulagerie by Karen Davis
Hat: Dorene Vandermeer
Your words today have been like a soothing balm on my wounded heart. I’m working through how to handle the hurt from someone’s careless words, and your post could not have been more timely. Thank you.
Hello Bethany! I’m thankful that the words were a blessing to you but I wish your heart wasn’t feeling wounded. Words really do hurt and I’m sorry you have felt their sting. May Jesus comfort you and bring healing. xxx