Scars White As Snow

‘She prays to be sculpted by the sculptor’ is one of my favorite lines in Alessia Cara’s song “Scars to Your Beautiful”. Though this song is about body image, it rings true to my ears in a spiritual level.  I have a few insecurities, but not to the extent of obsessiveness. Whether physical or spiritual, some of us turn to God to be sculpted into someone we hope we become.

2017-04-03 15.22.57-2I’m sure you rarely hear others say they like scars. I am one of them (I know, weird). This is why the song is somewhat relatable. For me, scars are like trophies. I have scars right at the center of my forehead from chickenpox when I was in second grade. For some reason, it would remind me of the time I walked in the middle of a dogfight. I was very young and apparently tough (or maybe I just didn’t care about what was going on).

What I also admire about scars is that they are imprints of the past. I think this may be why others dislike them. Some scars are ugly and so are the memories that marked them. But that’s one of the reasons I like them. They tell me stories of the past. Whether they may be painful ones. We dislike it when people target our identities by reminding us of who we were. We shouldn’t let others scratch our scars just so they can reopen the wounds. We will show them that wounds can heal and so can the hearts.

Honestly, I’ve never had a problem with the scars I have on my forehead. Because of it, I was givenKuririn a nickname of a character from Dragon Ball Z, Kuririn, which I was proud of. But along with my physical scars, I have the intangible ones. There are scars that I could never reveal because they still throb from pain. And there are still fresh ones that I wouldn’t hold back on confessing (that’s another story).

Scars…they are drawings in a book filled with stories. Ugly scars can turn someone into a beautiful person.  Just as the Lord said in Isaiah 1:18,

“Come now, let us reason together…

though your sins are like scarlet,

they shall be as white as snow;

though they are red like crimson,

they shall become like wool.”

Jesus died on the cross so that our wounds became His and were healed through Him. He now carry those scars on His body so we are as beautiful as the snow. Just as the way He originally sculpted us to be.

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