Do you have scars?

[Annarose]

Some years ago, on a hot summer day in the Florida
Keys, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old
swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive
into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving
behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew
into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward
the middle of the pond, an alligator was swimming
toward the shore. His mother, in the house and looking
out the wind ow, saw the two as they got closer and
closer together.

In utter fear, she ran toward the water, yelling to
her son as loudly as she could. Hearing her voice, the
little boy become alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to
his mother.

It was too late. Just as he reached her, the
alligator reached him.

From the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy by
the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That
began an incredible tug of war between the two. The
alligator was much stronger than the mother, but the
mother was much to passionate to let go.

A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams,
raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator.

Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the
little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred
by the vicious attack of the animal. On his arms, were
deep scratches from where his mother's fingernails dug
into his flesh in her effort to hang on to the son she
loved.

The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after
the trauma asked if he would show him his scars. The
boy lifted his pants legs. And then, with obvious
pride, he said to th e reporter, "But look at my arms.
I have great scars on my arms too. I have them because
my Mom wouldn't let go."

You and I can identify with that little boy. We have
scars too. No, not from an alligator, but some scars
of painful past experiences. Some of those scars are
unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some
wounds, my friend, are there precisely because God has
refused to let go.

In the midst of your struggle, He's been there
holding on to you.

The Scriptures teach that God loves you. You are an
infinitely precious child of God. He wants to protect
you and provide for you in every way.

The swimming hole of life is filled with peril and
the enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug of
war begins...and if you have the scars of His love on
your arms, be very, very grateful. He did not, and
will not, ever let you go.

[romero7]

That was a great story!!! I too have many scars that I try and hide but some of them I am proud to show. Knowing that the Lord cared enough for me to keep Hisgrasp on me shows me that I cannot let Him down and that I have to fully give my life to Him and only Him.