God Poem

Poem About How God Worked In My Life

I wrote this poem right before my second brain surgery. I have a large scar that I've learned not to be ashamed of, but to embrace, precisely because it tells a wonderful story of how God has worked in my life and worked all things together for my good.

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In 1995, I had surgery to correct an arterial brain malformation (AVM), for which I was given a prognosis of only a 5% chance of survival, and I'd never walk or talk again. I told the doctor...

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Every Scar Has A Story

Published by Family Friend Poems December 2015 with permission of the Author.

Every scar has a story.
What will mine tell?
What will come of this
when I’m better, when I’m well?

I want my scar to tell
of how I’ve overcome,
of how I made it through,
of where I have come from.

I want my scar to whisper
about the pain I faced,
about this very hard time,
about the marathon I raced.

But mostly I want my scar
to speak of something greater
I want it to shout
about my living Creator.

Let my scar be evidence
that there is a loving Lord
who fought my scary battles
and on whose wings I soared.

Let my scar proclaim
that all things work for good,
that by myself I couldn’t
but with my God I could.

Let them take a look.
Let them peek and see.
My scar shows God is great.
It points to Him, not me.

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by Kingskid8999
1 year ago

In 1995, I had surgery to correct an arterial brain malformation (AVM), for which I was given a prognosis of only a 5% chance of survival, and I'd never walk or talk again. I told the doctor in 3 days I'd be going home. He said I was not facing reality. I told him he didn't know my God - I had the surgery from ear to ear on October 30th. On November 2nd, my Mother's birthday, I went home with a metal cradle, walked unassisted, and cooked her a big dinner. I speak several languages, including English - and I don't stutter when I talk or wobble when I walk.

Since that time, I've had nineteen more scars added to this earthly tabernacle, created and formed by God - each time He proves how real He is in my life. Thank you so much for sharing your testimony of the wonderful love of Our Father.

by Victor
5 years ago

What an inspiring poem. Just had a surgery to cover a wound I sustained during a serious accident some years ago.

by DORIS JONES
5 years ago

Thank you so much for this beautiful poem. I have a huge scar on my right leg from a playground injury. It took so long to heal that the doctor told my mother he might have to amputate to prevent the spread of infection. I was 8 years old at the time. I am now 69 years old and my scar is a reminder of how good my God has been to me.

by Janita Finley
6 years ago

Thank you so much for this poem. I read this poem in church, after suffering cardiac arrest at home. My husband was told by the paramedics that I probably wouldn't make it. My husband kept telling them to keep trying. I had my whole church praying for me, and I am here to tell my story. This poem touched me in such a way that I felt it necessary to read at church. I could barely get through it, but I did, and every so often I read this poem again. I am so thankful for God's blessings.

by Kristina M. DeCarlo Poet
5 years ago

I'm just now reading this, and I'm so happy for you! Your scars have an amazing story.

by Alfred Salamat
6 years ago

Thank you for this poem. I have had liver cancer twice, and it has left me with a very large scar from my liver transplant. I thank my God that I have been cancer free for 9 years. I can so identify with this beautiful poem because it does remind me of God's wonderful grace.

by Kristina M. DeCarlo Poet
5 years ago

Thank you for sharing your story with me! Praise God for healing and for the scars that remind us of His goodness. Praying that you remain cancer free for the rest of your life!