Scars

Monday Missive #90

A Poem: Scars

Ever present;
To remind us
Of stupidity,
Of sensibility,
Of ignorance,
Of innocence,
Of recklessness,
Of responsibility. 
Ever present;
Physically,
Emotionally,
Spiritually;
Forever
On our skin,
In our hearts,
In our spirit;
For us
To see,
To feel,
To know;
Our past,
Our resilience,
Our hope;
Our need
For healing;
For someone
To see
The pain 
Under them;
The hurt
Through them,
The care 
We needed,
The love 
We sought.

We touch them
And know,
We are stronger
Because they are there.

A Prayer: Lord, How Can I?

Lord, how can I ask why,
When I don’t understand?
How can I ask how,
When there seems no way;
How can I ask when,
Knowing your timing is perfect.
Because You ask me to ask;
Because asking shows my faith
That you are there listening;
You are there responding;
You are there doing;
Even when I don’t know it,
Even when I don’t see it,
Even when I don’t comprehend it.
Lord, I believe.
Help my unbelief!

A Passage: For Reflection

"How long has this been happening to him?" Jesus asked his father. "From childhood," he said. "And many times it has thrown him into fire or water to destroy him. But if you can do anything, have compassion on us and help us." 

Jesus said to him, "'If you can'? Everything is possible for the one who believes." Immediately the father of the boy cried out, "I do believe; help my unbelief!"
— Mark 9:21-24 CSB