Scars

Today I was looking at my own as I stood before the mirror and I could not help but get a little emotional. I remembered the agony and the suffering of the past year the treatments, the emotional roller coaster rides, the hospital stays, the surgeries. Wow, what a ride!
Some might say it's unsightly and I have a flaw, but I chose to look at it as a beauty mark as a sign of character.
It shows that I'm a warrior not afraid to fight back! My scars show that I have waged war and come out the victor. Sometimes the marks on the outside are some of the smallest wounds that get noticed; only superficial while scars run deep piercing vital organs.
Not only have I won a physical battle; but I have won a spiritual and emotional one as well. For the last 2 weeks I have taken to looking at my scars in a new light. No longer do I see them as superficial skin deep marks but I see them as what has made me-ME.
What once used to suck the very life from me and restrain me from living the life I used to has given me courage to look fear in the face and say, "You haven't had the last say after all!"
Today I saw that I was beautiful; today I saw a woman of character not a coward! Today I can see a bright future of hope.
I have come to the conclusion that beauty is in the eye of the beholder-scars and ALL!

Someday when I grow UP

Some day when I grow up. . .
I will have the faith of Abraham
Have a Child like Sarah
And a voice like David
Some day when I grow up. . .
I will be as steadfast as Noah
Counsel like Solomon
And be a she-ro like Jael
Someday when I grow up. . .
I will have the faith of Hannah
The perserverance of Mary
and the Compassion of Paul


If I could bottle up the integrity of Evangeline Rodenbush
The Selflessness of Nona Freeman
The talent of Nan
The culinary arts of my Nana
and the unwavering love of my Mother

These things combined with the love of Christ
I will have grown up to be the most beautiful woman of all

kdr