Recently I was listening to an old Rascal Flatts song..."God Bless the Broken Road." This used to be one of my favorite songs, and though I still love it, it has different meaning now. With this song come a lot of memories from high school and such.
One time, I was running through the woods near Lake Winnepesaukee, NH, when I got a huge cut on my leg from a tree branch. It bled, scabbed over, and was still there for a couple weeks. It left an extremely visible scar. But it's okay, I like the story...especially because we were running to go see Mitt Romney's HUGE stables when it happened! A while ago, I noticed that I really can't see the scar anymore. Sad, because it was such a good one! But oh well. There will be more scars in the future to brag about.
In a similar way, I was thinking about emotional scars. Time is often the best healer. As in my scar on my leg, time healed it enough to hide it from those who don't know about it, but I still know what happened and that it exists. Or did exist and does not anymore. Similarly, sometimes we have experiences in life that leave humungous scars that seem as though they'll never go away. And maybe they won't...but they will diminish over time, and will not stay fresh forever. We move on and have new experiences, and over time we forget the exactness that was so pronounced in a fresh scar. We look back on how the scar came to be, and remember what created it. Often times, we look back and see how, like physical scars, emotional scars are really what shaped us into who we are now.
The song often brings a lot of memories to the surface, and it got me thinking about scars this time. Why focus on the scar itself when you can look back and remember how funny it was when a tree "jumped out" and scratched your leg? Remember all the funny looks you got when you told that story, especially the part about trespassing on Mitt Romney's property. Remember all the good times that the scar reminds you of. And how it has shaped your life now. Look forward to more scars, because most often, we remember good memories over bad ones, so it will be an exciting new story to tell!
One time, I was running through the woods near Lake Winnepesaukee, NH, when I got a huge cut on my leg from a tree branch. It bled, scabbed over, and was still there for a couple weeks. It left an extremely visible scar. But it's okay, I like the story...especially because we were running to go see Mitt Romney's HUGE stables when it happened! A while ago, I noticed that I really can't see the scar anymore. Sad, because it was such a good one! But oh well. There will be more scars in the future to brag about.
In a similar way, I was thinking about emotional scars. Time is often the best healer. As in my scar on my leg, time healed it enough to hide it from those who don't know about it, but I still know what happened and that it exists. Or did exist and does not anymore. Similarly, sometimes we have experiences in life that leave humungous scars that seem as though they'll never go away. And maybe they won't...but they will diminish over time, and will not stay fresh forever. We move on and have new experiences, and over time we forget the exactness that was so pronounced in a fresh scar. We look back on how the scar came to be, and remember what created it. Often times, we look back and see how, like physical scars, emotional scars are really what shaped us into who we are now.
The song often brings a lot of memories to the surface, and it got me thinking about scars this time. Why focus on the scar itself when you can look back and remember how funny it was when a tree "jumped out" and scratched your leg? Remember all the funny looks you got when you told that story, especially the part about trespassing on Mitt Romney's property. Remember all the good times that the scar reminds you of. And how it has shaped your life now. Look forward to more scars, because most often, we remember good memories over bad ones, so it will be an exciting new story to tell!
So true!
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