As I have mentioned before, I am currently reading the four Gospel accounts of the last days of Jesus' life here on earth as a preparation for the celebration of Easter and His resurrection. I had just read yesterday, one of my favorite passages of Scripture. In the Gospel of John, we read of the encounter between Jesus and the apostle Thomas. This is the story of Jesus telling Thomas to feel the scars in His hands and side, to demonstrate His resurrection and the fact that He is who He claims to be. Well, last night as I was driving home from my son and his soon-to-be bride and their new/project house, I heard a song by Steven Curtis Chapman, called Beautiful Scars. The song made me think about the passage in John that I had read earlier, as well as my life and the people I love. I realized that so often, the people we love are made even more beautiful to us because of their "beautiful scars." Those beautiful scars are often the result of wounds that we have given them and yet, they love us still. I think about my wife and my children and realize that they are even more precious because of the love they demonstrate to me, in spite of the hurts and disappointments that I have often brought them. And that realization brought me back to the ultimate beautiful scars...those borne by my Lord and Savior!
I have often shared with my children and wife, that one day in the future when I leave this earth, I will stand before my Lord in heaven. When I do, there is one thing that I want to do before anything else. I want to look at those beautiful scars that Jesus will bear for all eternity and to place my hands in His. I do not know for sure what my response will be, but I imagine it will be like Thomas, "My Lord and my God!" How could it be any other?
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