I’ve probably said it before, and I’ll probably say it again; I’m an external processor. I can talk and talk or write for days and it’s in the talking and writing that I discover so much about myself and the world around me.
So the other day, I was texting a friend of mine, processing through a very small part of something so very big. And in sending her a very small little piece of what was happening in my head, I connected so many dots.
If you’ve gone back to some of my older blog posts, you know that over two years ago I went through a breakup. A breakup that literally changed the course of my life. But that breakup; it led to breakthrough. I cannot even begin to put into words what the last two years have been. They have been gut-wrenching yet beautiful. They have been hard yet freeing. They have been years that have tested my faith tremendously. The past two years have re-defined me. It’s in letting go of what was and what could have been, that I really learned who Callie is and what she believes in. I learned to dream; and dream big at that. I learned to fight for myself, for the things I believe in, for the people I love, and for a broken world filled with very broken and hurting people. I haven’t arrived at knowing exactly who I am or what I’m created for but I finally have a glimpse of where I’m headed and that has been the most beautiful part of the whole journey.
But this isn’t even all that I discovered the other day. Because I’ve learned all this as days pass by. But as I was texting my friend I was telling her that the parts of my heart that have been crushed, beaten, and wounded now all have beautiful scars that live in their places.
And as I was typing that, I realized this: Scar tissue is stronger and more durable than the original skin that was there. So when you’re wounded, your body actually gets stronger as you heal.
So in the places where my heart has been crushed, beaten, and wounded, the scars that now reside there have made my heart stronger. God has taken little gold threads of love, hope, redemption, and joy and stitched up the wounds that tried to break me. And I’m stronger now because of it. My heart can withstand more because it was broken. And that is the most beautiful part of all. Because I was once broken; I am now strong.
I know that challenges me. To press into the broken a little deeper. To dig into my heart and find all the wounds that haven’t healed. The wounds that haven’t been stitched back up and to invited God into those places so that I will be whole again. And in the strength that wholeness brings, I will be able to abundantly pour out the love, hope and joy that I’m called to give to this world.
So my sweet friends, dig a little deeper and let God into the broken and wounded places so that He can stitch you up and make you stronger.