Heal the Wound but Leave the Scar

This song is just.... so beautiful.

"Heal The Wound"

by Point of Grace

I used to wish that I could rewrite history

I used to dream that each mistake could be erased

Then I could just pretend 

I never knew the me back then

I used to pray that You would take this shame away

Hide all the evidence of who I've been

But it's the memory of

The place You brought me from

That keeps me on my knees

And even though I'm free

Heal the wound but leave the scar

A reminder of how merciful You are

I am broken, torn apart

Take the pieces of this heart

And heal the wound but leave the scar

I have not lived a life that boasts of anything

I don't take pride in what I bring

But I'll build an altar with

The rubble that You've found me in

And every stone will sing

Of what You can redeem

Heal the wound but leave the scar

A reminder of how merciful You are

I am broken, torn apart

Take the pieces of this heart

And heal the wound but leave the scar

Don't let me forget

Everything You've done for me

Don't let me forget

The beauty in the suffering

Heal the wound but leave the scar

A reminder of how merciful You are

I am broken, torn apart

Take the pieces of this heart

And heal the wound but leave the scar

How many times I wished exactly what the song says... that I could rewrite history... that each mistake could be erased... that the old me didn't exist. How I wished I could hide all the evidence of the past, that the scars would disappear along with the wounds. I know that many people will be able to relate to that feeling, no matter what their past holds.

But, my friends, the scars have a purpose... Sure, God could choose to wipe our slates clean and give us no memory of our sin and pain. But, with that, I truly believe we would lose the knowledge of the preciousness of the blood of Christ. We would take it for granted, maybe be deceived into thinking we aren't even in need of repentance, redemption, and reconciliation to the Father.

He wants to heal our wounds and give us freedom, but maybe the scars are meant to remain. Maybe the scars are meant to shout to the world of what a redeeming and merciful God we serve, the beauty of suffering. "The memory of the place He has brought us from is meant to keep us on our knees," as the song says. We bare our scars for the world, so others see the meaning and purpose in their own scars. So that others turn to the One who uses our scars for His glory.

Thank you to my friend Eliza for sharing this song a while back (that was the first time I heard it). :)

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