Beautiful Scars

Sit here with me
and tell me your story
Even if it breaks my heart
let me see your scars
Shame will whisper
Oh but we can’t listen
‘cause these are the stories that make us who we are
And I love who you are and your

Beautiful scars, your beautiful scars
Reminders of the wounded love that had carried us this far
Beautiful scars
Turning the marks of our pain
into beautiful scars

For us, bruised and broken
For us, He was forsaken
Our wounded healer
suffered to set us free
See in His hands and His feet

Beautiful scars, beautiful scars
Reminders of the wounded love
that had carried us this far
Beautiful scars
Turning the marks of our pain
into beautiful scars

See in His hands and His feet

Beautiful scars, beautiful scars
Reminders of the Savior’s love
that had carried us this far
Beautiful scars
Turning the marks of our pain into beautiful scars
Oh how I love your beautiful scars
-Steven Curtis Chapman

It's not very often that I listen to a song and am truly touched by the words. However, these words touched the very pit of my soul. They might not mean as much to you, as they have to me, but I hope they will at least give you a picture of the depth of our Father's love for His children.