SCARS OF LIFE

SCARS OF LIFE

Some years ago,

on a hot summer day

in South Florida ,

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 lake,

an alligator was swimming toward the shore.

His father, working in the yard,

saw the two as they got closer and closer together.

In utter fear,

he ran toward the water,

yelling to his son as loudly

as he could.

Hearing his voice,

the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn

to swim to his father.

It was too late.

Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him.

From the dock,

the father grabbed his 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 father,

but the father was much

too passionate to let go.

A farmer happened to drive by, heard his 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.

And, on his arms,

were deep scratches

where his father's fingernails dug into his flesh in his effort

to hang on to the son he loved.

The newspaper reporter

who interviewed the boy

after the trauma,

asked if he would

show him his scars.

The boy lifted his pant legs.

And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter,

'But look at my arms.

I have great scars

on my arms, too..

I have them because

my Dad wouldn't let go.'

You and I can identify

with that little boy.

We have scars, too.

No, not from an alligator,

but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars

are unsightly and have

caused us deep regret.

But, some wounds,

my friend,

are because God has refused

to let go.

In the midst of your struggle, He's been there

holding on to you..

The Scripture teaches that

God loves you.

You are a child of God.

He wants to protect you

and

provide for you in every way.

But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations,

not knowing what lies ahead.. The swimming hole of life

is filled with peril -

and we forget

that 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.

GOD BLESS YOU