Daily Delight

Saturday, April 30, 2016


My old self has been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me. So I live in this earthly body by trusting in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. -Galatians 2:20

I spent two years in a relationship with a man who brought out every insecurity I had ever had. It was destructive, not only to my perception of love, but also my perception of myself. I needed him. But he had led me to believe that. I was wounded in the deepest parts of me when that relationship ended. Real hurt. Real wounds. The worst part of those wounds were the scars left behind. Every day, I witnessed the remnants of what he left behind. I looked in the mirror and saw a girl who was unhealthily thin. Emotionally, I was closed off. Mentally, I was trapped in a world of anxiety. Spiritually, I began to question everything. 

Have you ever been in that place? Have you ever felt a wound so deep you wondered how you could ever live with that scar?

Around that same time that relationship ended, I heard someone say that the only physical aspect in heaven are the scars on the body of Jesus. Scars so bold, so real, so purposeful, that they reside in the hands and feet of Jesus for an eternity. 

After his resurrection, Jesus reappeared to the disciples. Luke 24:40 states that he (Jesus) showed them his hands and his feet. Why would Jesus, in his resurrection body, do this?
Jesus' message is clear: "I have suffered, too." Found in the scars is the hope of Christ.
Christ, in his woundedness, wants us to know that we will have scars, too. His wounds are healed. He suffered as the Savior in the body of a God who heals. There is hope of life in the darkness of pain.
Scars are a sign that the body is still living. And I may be broken and wounded, but I am alive through Christ, who lives in me.

{photo:@hannahrosebrasseur}

About the Author


Brandi Olmos≫ ≫ Brandi, 23, is a nomadic military wife and mama to two little boys, currently residing in Dayton, Ohio. She can normally be found in the middle of a good book, behind the lens of her camera, or in front of a large bowl of spaghetti. With a degree in history, she awakened her love of writing through researching the past. Above all, she believes in passionate pursuits, vulnerable faith, agape love, and the power of grace and forgiveness through her Heavenly Father. You can follow her thoughts and adventures at brandiolmos.com.

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