Wounds and Scars

10 … that I may know Him … and the fellowship of His sufferings, being conformed to His death (Philippians 3).

Over 36 years ago I fell upon a poem by Amy Carmichael, missionary to India.  These words say it better than I.

Hast thou no scar?

No hidden scar on foot, or side, or hand?

I hear thee sung as mighty in the land,

I hear them hail the bright ascendant star;

Hast thou no scar?


Hast thou no wound?

Yet, I was wounded by the archers, spent.

Leaned me against the tree to die, and rent

By ravening beasts that compassed me, I swooned;

Hast thou no wound?


No wound?  No scar?

Yes, as the master shall the servant be,

And pierced are the feet that follow Me;

But thine are whole, Can he have followed far

Who has no wound?  No scar? 


Lord, should any wounds come This Day from following You, may they become beautiful scars adorning our souls for Your glory.  Amen.