last week I accidentally sliced my hand open in two places with a knife and ended up getting four stitches : typical klutz move.
but what I didn’t realize was that the Lord was going to use my physical stitches to show me how much He stitched me up and perfected me over the last month here in Cambodia.
over the course of the last month the Lord has been so gracious to me : He finds me when I’m all messy and broken and exposed. rescues me. cares for me. and stitches up my broken pieces.
this month Jesus has been teaching me so much about walking in humility and what it looks like to truly serve and not boast in the gifts He has given me.
He has been teaching me what genuine thanksgiving looks like.
thanksgiving in its truest form : not circumstantial.
He has been faithful in showing me that thanksgiving starts in the little things. + finding the good in even the crumbiest of situations.
this month the Lord has pushed me on all sides : from being physically ill the first few weeks we were here to cutting myself and ending up with four stitches.
all of these things to learn how to be thankful for the wound that pushes me torward Jesus.
this month I’ve learned to appreciate scars. scars make you remember what happened and recognize how far you come.
scars resemble resilience and healing. they tell a story.
this month I learned to be thankful that sometimes healing is on the other side of a scar. you have to face the hard things to get there.
this month I am thankful that the Lord uses even our darkest and deepest wounds to perfect us. then He stitches us up and sends us on our way.
this month I got stitches. but I wouldn’t change a thing.
