Five Minute Friday: See

No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation. Just painting with words. Finger-painting even.

So now on Fridays over here a group of people who love to throw caution to the wind and just write gather to share what five minutes buys them. Just five minutes. Unscripted. Unedited. Real.

Your words. This shared feast.

OK, are you ready? Please give me your best five minutes on: SEE

It’s fading now. Much lighter than years before.

Once purple, raised, and  knotted like thick cord.  It has closed in, disappearing into a faint white line.

I barely remember to see it, low on my belly and curved like a slow smile.

But this is where they were brought out from me.

My life has been carved out of this very scar.  Like Adams rib being  drawn from his side, this part of me now walks and talks and feels in loud tones and quiet whispers and giggles. They gather in my arms, and heave their growing bodies into play, they ponder and form thoughts all their own.

I am their home, where their story starts but they are growing to see with their own eyes and I won’t always be here to direct their vision to the heavens and wonder at the glory and grace as abundant as the stars  blinking down on them.

But family is where our stories begin and I hope they see.  I pray they see.

See past the mess of this  mourning world in wait for it’s Savior.

See through to the wondrous grace patching the cracks and filling the voids.

See all the scars brought harsh and violent, slashed through humanity, and know that life brings beauty out of the pain. God writes glory into our scars.

See that their story started from a scar and oh, the beauty, it blinds this mamma’s eyes.

 

 

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  1. Beautifully written . . . I share that same scar from 5 c/s, so I can relate!
    Loni recently posted..Five Minute Friday: “SEE” PEACEMy Profile

  2. This is such a beautiful reminder to look, but see what is really most important… I love this line — “See past the mess of this mourning world in wait for it’s Savior.” It is so much more than just a quote.. it is my heart’s cry… thank you for sharing yourself with us.
    Michele-Lyn recently posted..SEE {5 Minute Friday}My Profile

    • Alia Joy says:

      Thanks Michele-Lyn. It can be hard to really see but when it’s our heart’s cry God gives us the vision. Thanks for sharing here.

  3. “God writes glory into our scars…” Oh friend, how true is that. Glory, the weight of Him…the weight of His love. And it IS blinding!

  4. This is beautiful Alia. Thank you.
    Marisha recently posted..when I’m ok with a floor covered in blocksMy Profile

  5. … to see God ‘write glory into our scars’ is always a miracle of grace.
    Linda Stoll recently posted..New Vision in 300 SecondsMy Profile

  6. r.elliott says:

    Hi neighbor…this is just absolutely lovely…you painted with your words…and i love…”God writes Glory into our scares”….I will take this with me….blessings to you~

  7. This is beautiful, Alia Joy!
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  8. I love how you pack truth and honesty into such poetic beauty. Savory selection.

    Deb Weaver
    thewordweaver.com
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  9. Alia, this is just so touching and beautiful. Because I have a little boy who adores Cars, I’m reminded of Mater not wanting to get his dents fixed because they are too important. The dent, or scars, hold memories in a very special way.
    Amy Tilson recently posted..What do I See?My Profile

    • Alia Joy says:

      Thanks Amy, How true. I have a 3 year old that is Cars obsessed too and that makes so much sense. It’s like those faces where something is not quite in proportion or there’s a scar or something else that makes them have character and seem very unique. I love that analogy. Thanks for sharing here.

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