These Scars

These scars are a painting as proof of my past..
although they are fading, the pain remains...did He feel the pain..
His scars are proof of His love and my sin

These scars are a reflection of good intentions gone wrong...
yet a reminder of my need to acknowledge His scars
scars which set the hopeless free and act as a symbol of truth

These scars are a painting as proof of my need
my need to trust in a way I can not see
my need to let the markings speak to me
and show me they are a lasting aftereffect of trouble

These scars are the a remaining trace of bondage...
yet put into perspective the very escense of freedom
freedom that does not come free; freedom that was bought;
bought with a price too significant for me to ignore

These scars are a painting of opportunity ....
..and a reflection of paths not chosen with care
a reflection of my freedom to chose...
..and the guilt of choices without inspiration..

These scars penetrate deep; deep into my soul
Visable only on the surface to those who do not know
scars that do not reflect the real me, the me I know,
yet they arouse a need to reveal; truth and opportunity

These scars are a proposal without limits
a proposal I do not deserve;
yet with conditions I must consider with confidence
Conditions with a promise of a new future

These scars are a painting as proof of that future
a future with new choices and paths not yet traveled;
paths with endless possibilities and hope
hope for the following day

These scars are a reflection of my past
These scars are the suggestion of the moment
These scars are the incentive for my future
on the path to freedom from the scars of my past

These scars reveal truth.....

thruth that will set me free!

(Mike Johnson 2008)