Title: The Unlikely Arsenal: Why Your Scars Are Your Strength
Scripture: "He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed." - 1 Peter 2:24
Here in Akasia, as the Highveld sun sets in a blaze of orange and the chorus of neighbourhood braais begins, I look at the jagged line on my own arm. It’s a relic from a foolish boyhood adventure, a permanent signature on my skin. For years, I saw it as a flaw, something to be hidden. But the Holy Spirit has a way of reframing our perspectives, of turning our souvenirs of suffering into sanctuaries of truth.
This scar, and perhaps one you carry too, is not a flaw. It is forensic evidence.
Let’s define our terms clearly, for the world often gets this wrong. The world says a scar is a sign of failure, of a wound not fully erased, a vulnerability to be concealed with creams or cosmetics. It is the aesthetic of the unblemished, the cult of the curated life we see on Instagram, where every "influencer" presents a picture of seamless success. But in the economy of God’s kingdom, a scar is something utterly different. It is a trophy of triumph. It is the proof that a wound, no matter how deep, did not have the final word. It is the tangible testimony that you were in a battle and you emerged, not unscathed, but alive.
Now, picture the scene after our Lord’s resurrection. Jesus, the Conqueror of death, appears to His disciples. He could have presented Himself in any form—a being of pure, unadulterated light. Yet, what does He do? He shows them His scars. "Look at my hands and my feet," He says (Luke 24:39). The glorified, eternal, resurrection body of the Son of God still bears the marks of the cross. Why? Because those scars are the very signature of our salvation. They are not emblems of defeat; they are the everlasting evidence of the price paid, the battle won, the love that would not let us go. They are the ultimate, unanswerable argument against the Accuser. Every time He intercedes for us before the Father, the scars speak: It is finished.
This divine logic turns the world’s wisdom on its head. And here in our South African context, where our national psyche is itself a complex tapestry of scars—historical, political, economic—this truth is explosive. We are a nation trying to hide our scars, or worse, pick at them until they bleed anew. We see the relentless load-shedding, not as a challenge we have survived and are overcoming, but as a fatal flaw. We see the lines of poverty and inequality and call them irredeemable failures. We look at our personal histories, our own failures and traumas, and we whisper the lie: "This defines you. This disqualified you."
But I sound the alarm against this demonic deception! To believe your scars disqualify you is to call the testimony of Jesus a lie.
Let me present the argument with logical precision:
· Major Premise: The power of God is made perfect in weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9).
· Minor Premise: A scar is the permanent, visible record of a past weakness and a healed wound.
· Conclusion: Therefore, a scar is a permanent, visible monument to the perfect power of God.
A common objection is, "But Harold, you don't understand the pain I endured. This scar represents a darkness I never want to revisit." And I say, I hear you. The pain was real. The trauma was valid. But the resurrection does not erase the crucifixion; it redeems it. The empty tomb does not negate the cross; it validates its purpose. Your healed hurt is not a subject for shame; it is a herald of hope for the hurting. Your mended marks are meant to magnify God’s mercy.
Think of it like the minibus taxis that are the lifeblood of our cities. A taxi with a dented fender and a cracked windscreen has a story. It has navigated the potholes of the M1, survived the chaotic intersections of Pretoria, and carried its passengers home. You don't distrust the dented taxi; you trust it because of the dents. It has proven its resilience. In the same way, your sanctified scars show you are a veteran of life’s spiritual battles, carried by a faithful Driver who knows the road.
So, what is the call to action? It is a call to costly discipleship. It is to stop hiding your scars and to start showcasing them as part of your testimony. That financial failure you survived? It’s a scar that now testifies to God’s provision. That addiction you were delivered from? It’s a scar that shouts of God’s power. That betrayal you endured and, by God's grace, forgave? It’s a scar that radiates the love of Christ.
Your scars are not your shame; they are your sermon. They are not flaws in your faith’s façade; they are the very architecture of your appeal to a broken world. They are the proof that Jesus Christ is not a distant deity, but a wounded Healer who enters our pain and brings forth purpose.
Let your healed hurts herald hope. Let your mended marks magnify His mercy. Transform your testimony of trauma into a tool for His triumph. For by His wounds, we are healed. And by our scars, that healing is broadcast to the world.
Prayer: Lord Jesus, the Living Word who bears the eternal scars of our salvation, we thank You. Forgive us for hiding the very evidence of Your faithfulness in our lives. Give us the courage to look at our scars not with shame, but with holy defiance. May we point to them and say, "See what the Lord has done? The enemy meant this for my destruction, but my God carried me through, and here is the proof." May our lives, in all their mended glory, be a living testimony to Your resurrection power. Amen.

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