Ramblings for the scar bearers who feel left behind.
She sat quiet and still with such deep pain etched on her face, it hurt to look at her. She did not say a word but her lack of speech said plenty. It said that she was having a hard time sleeping again. It said that she was feeling alone and sad and angry. It said that she wanted to crawl into a hole and protect herself from everything around her. It said that every breath that tore through her lungs was just a reminder of a heartache I never wanted to imagine.

She was bleeding raw with a wound so deep and jagged it will be impossible for it to ever be smooth. The rough and ragged edges will heal slowly with a constant ache. Forever, the person who she is, who she was, will be marked by a certain pain.

And she’s not the only one.

One after another, I hear the wounds and see the scars of people. It’s the story of life on this sinful broken earth and it is horrible and wrenching and angering.

Death. Abuse. Broken trust. Rebellion. Homelessness. Drug abuse. Depression.Loss. Broken dreams. Lists and lists of bone-deep sorrows.

I wish... no, I long for some way to explain things. Some secret hidden key to unlock the horror of seeping festering wounds.

A Bible verse. A principle of discipleship. Something. Someway to prove that God has a “happy” thing to counter this depth of sadness.

But guess what? There’s not.

We don’t have a God who says, in the middle of horrible pain, “I did this because...” There is no explanation. It’s not because someone was good or bad or deserved it or didn’t deserve it.

It simply is.

And there is no “happy” thing to fix it. For nothing can.

Not another hurt.Not another dream. Nothing actually replaces what is lost and broken.

Everyone else might forget but the scar-bearer always remembers.

Yet, even in the middle of this raw grating pain, we do have a God. And he does speak, although sometimes we miss it. He doesn’t offer explanations but something entirely different.

He says, “I know.”

I've seen and felt far more than most 22 year olds, I have experienced my own taste of death. I’ve looked at the horrible and not known what to do. I’ve raged and ranted and screamed, asking why or why not, then crumbled into a heap at God’s feet begging for explanation... and I’ve felt His tears and I’ve heard His voice.

The truth is that the most precious thing in the middle of pain is to hear that God knows. Not just that He knows about a situation but that He knows my pain. And while I may be angry that He didn’t protect me or them or whoever... I also have the knowledge that He didn’t protect himself either.

My ideal is to be protected from pain and to help protect others from pain. But God cannot be molded into my ideal. He is who he is.

When Moses asked God who to say sent him, God said, “I AM who I AM.” (Exodus 3:14, NIV)

He hasn’t changed since then.

And for some reason, this God who IS, the one who created us and loves us, is not afraid of pain. He faces it and He lets us face it.

So those moments that should never be... are.

They were for Adam and Eve, for Abraham, for Job, for David, for every generation since and even for God Himself. So, it makes sense that I will face them and my friends will face them.

Still. It hurts.

So we must cling to the truth. The only truth we have. That our God, the one who IS, the one who created us all, who loves us all... knows.

And we can believe, even in the face of life-altering scars that our Scar-Bearer, Jesus himself, will never leave us nor forsake us.

Never.

Friends, when life gets really difficult, don’t jump to the conclusion that God isn’t on the job. Instead, be glad that you are in the very thick of what Christ experienced. This is a spiritual refining process, with glory just around the corner. I Peter 4:12-13 (Msg)

Blessings,
Shani
 Shani
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K Reynolds+

I just read this out loud to my husband. Shani, this is an amazing blog which is soooo full of truth! I want you to know how much it blessed and encouraged us. Thank you for the reminder that God IS! Yes, He does look pain straight in the face and because He does... we can. Whether we endure it for a moment or for a life time, if we cling to God He WILL turn our darkness into light! (Psalm 18:28 NIV)

K :princess:

joyce+

I love how God knows. I love how I don't have to try to tell him about my pain because he KNOWS, he feels it and he KNOWS.

Brilliant blog Shani.

Evie Cunningham

Shani, what a wonderful reminder. God is always with us, through it all! Wise words, wise way to live.

Thank you :heart:

Linda Young

Shani,

I remember how my world rocked when a speaker told the group, "God is more concerned with your holiness than your happiness" and maybe that's the only "why" we need. As you say, He is.

This is a most excellent post, and I am so glad to read it today. I needed it; I think we all need it. Thank you.

Your profile pic is new to my eyes, and I must say, honey, you look FANTASTIC!!

:heart:
Gracie

Grey Warner

Wow. You hit me on the head Shani..when I first started reading it I thought it was like you were talking about me... and then when you said "He Knows" it hit home. I think sometimes my venting and ramblings are because I just want someone to KNOW, to realize, to understand what I'm going through and how it has affected me... and when I don't get that connection at the level I am hoping for, I am distraught. "HE KNOWS"... and that needs to be enough. Maybe no one else CAN know and truly understand anothers depth of pain except HIM. Your blog really meant something to me Shani and was a helpful blessing. Thank you!! :butterfly: