A couple of weeks ago, Debbie and I stumbled across a picture that surprised us. A new Facebook friend named Michelle Ford had a picture of a tattoo with the words: “Scars Show That You Survived.” I had shared these very words with Caleb, our son.
One day before school Caleb buttoned up his shirt all the way to the top because he was embarrassed by the scar from the open heart surgery he had as an infant. I was trying to remind him how meaningful scars can become since they remind us of the miraculous moments in our lives when God protected us from even worse circumstances.
I started interacting with Michelle and discovered she was at a retreat where I spoke and had shared that story. Little did I know how much that story meant to her. Catch a glimpse of Michelle’s story below:
“Just over five years ago I was hit with the news that I had a metastatic glomus jugular tumor. Don’t worry, I had no idea what that meant either. At just sixteen years old, on April 20, 2006, I went in to St. Vincent Hospital in LA to have a large benign blood-filled brain tumor removed behind my right ear….
As of April 20, 2011, I have undergone sixteen surgeries. I have become quite the pro when dealing with pain and needles. With a cancer in which no one else in the world has, we celebrate five years of fighting! Through all the ups, downs, pains, surgeries, depression, anger, loneliness, bitterness, and frustration, I would not change one thing about the last six years of my life. It was so hard letting go of the girl I was before the diagnosis, but who I am today is so much more than I ever could have been without this experience. God has used me in unimaginable ways, and will continue to do so until His work in me is done.”
What scars do you have? How have you survived?