Scar Story #RTTBROS #Nightlight
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Scar Story #RTTBROS #Nightlight The Scars That Tell My Story "But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed." - Isaiah 53:5 (KJV) I have these scars on my body, each one telling its own story. There's the one on my shoulder - I got that when I was moving a bookcase and didn't see the nail sticking out. When I set it down, it left me with a one-inch reminder of that day. Then there's the scar on my upper left arm from when I was a kid, running without looking where I was going and straight into a barbed wire fence. The one on my left knee? That's from my school days, cutting linoleum for a project. The knife slipped, and six stitches later, I had another story to tell. Looking at these scars, I can't help but shake my head at the memories. Each one represents a moment of carelessness, a split second of not paying attention, or just plain human error. They're like permanent reminders written on my skin of my own imperfection. But lately, I've been thinking about different scars - the scars of Jesus. His scars tell a completely different story. While mine speak of my mistakes and mishaps, His tell of deliberate love and sacrifice. I look at my knee and remember my clumsiness with that knife, but His hands and feet bear the marks of nails driven with purpose. My shoulder reminds me of an accidental encounter with a hidden nail, but His brow bore a crown of thorns intentionally pressed down. My barbed wire scar came from not watching where I was going, but the stripes on His back were given with calculated purpose. It hit me the other day - when we get to heaven, everything will be made new and perfect. No flaws, no imperfections. But there will be one exception: the scars of Jesus. They'll still be there, the only man-made things in heaven. Think about that. While my scars tell stories of my stupidity, His scars tell the story of my salvation. He didn't get them because of His mistakes - He got them because of my sin. Sometimes when I'm getting dressed in the morning, I catch a glimpse of one of my scars in the mirror. But now, instead of just remembering those moments of carelessness, they've become reminders of His love. That scar on my knee? It reminds me of how He was wounded for my transgressions. The one on my shoulder? It points me to the nail prints in His hands. Even the barbed wire scar makes me think of the crown of thorns He wore for me. I'm learning that God can use even my scars - these marks of my imperfection - to draw me closer to Him. They've become daily reminders not just of my humanity, but of His divinity and sacrificial love. Every scar on my body now tells two stories: the story of my weakness and the story of His strength. Prayer: Lord Jesus, every time I see my scars, help me remember Yours. Thank You for choosing to bear those marks of love for me. When I look at the evidence of my human frailty, let it remind me of Your divine purpose and perfect love. In Your name, Amen. Be sure to Like, Share, Follow and subscribe it helps get the word out. https://linktr.ee/rttbros
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