Life is scars. Some are the marks left from deep injuries to the soul. Others are from the emotional surgeries you’ve undergone to survive those wounds. But no matter how cut and broken you’ve been, you are not less than anyone else. If you were represented as a statue, the sculpting you’ve endured would make you a masterpiece. You are not broken and blemished. You are indomitable and incomparable.
Let this thought soak into your mind and heart: even if the whole world only sees you as the sum of your accomplishments, God will always see you as the sum of his love. No matter what dark valley you find yourself in, you can stop, breathe, and recognize you are not alone. Life is scars. But God makes scars beautiful.