My latest devotion

Scarred for Life

By: Erin L. Dodson

The dimmed lights and smell of peppermint oil eased my tension as the masseuse rubbed my back. Soft background music began to lull me to sleep.

"How'd you get that scar?" Her voice startled me.

"I had heart surgery when I was an infant."

"Oh, is everything okay now?"

"Yes," I confirmed, "I'm fine. No more heart trouble." My scars are just a part of who I am, I thought as I allowed myself to slip back into my semi-conscious state.

After my massage I left the spa feeling refreshed yet unsettled. I never really think about my scar, but today I couldn't get if off my mind. "Every scar has a purpose." Those words washed over my spirit like a gentle wave. I was reminded of the scars of Jesus and the story they tell.

Christ's scars serve a purpose far greater than mine. 1 Peter 2:24 says, "By His wounds you have been healed." (NIV) The redemption of the world is visible when you see His hands and feet. On the day I'm called home I'll leave my scar behind and Christ's scars will become mine. Jesus is scarred for you and for me, for life.