Oh my goodness...as I look at this blog and where it started I am in awe! I hardly even recognized those photos on the page. I look at the eyes of all those photographed and remember the pain, anguish, stress, hate, confusion, anger, and hurt behind them. As I read the posts that I wrote I am thrust back into a desperate, searching time and it hurts...still.
You know what? PRAISE GOD, OUR LORD AND SAVIOR!!! As I remember those eyes and those times and those people, I am blessed to know that through it all GOD WAS THERE and we are no longer those people! While our eyes may always hold some of those memories, our hearts are being captured by Jesus. He is delicately carving out the wounded, infected, and unhealthy parts; what He is leaving behind is a scar, for no surgery, no matter how small can be done without a scar. However, the scar, while ugly and painful at times, serves a higher purpose-it serves to remind us to fix our eyes on Him. Through Him, no matter how scarred and ugly something is on this Earth, we become something beautiful.
Thank you Lord Jesus. Thank you for removing the scales from my eyes, thank you for being that still, small light in the darkness. From this day forward my heart can never be the same and for that I am more than grateful.
