Scars

I became a fan of Sara Groves the first time I heard her sing. If CD’s were more like vinyl (and I’m glad they’re not), I would have worn out the Conversations album. And, while I do like her voice and the way she sings, it is her songwriting that has solidified my commitment to purchase what she produces.

When Less Like Scars came out on the All Right Here album I was surprised, once again, to hear my own heart so clearly expressed by someone else. This happens a lot with Sara Grove’s music.

Like some of you, I come from a cultural heritage that encouraged keeping a stiff upper lip — that is, hiding the scars and struggles and sharing the strengths and smiles. Well, reservedly.  And while I continue to value the ability, in the midst of difficulty, to push through to the other side of the difficulty, I’m growing to also value the kind of vulnerability that doesn’t confuse a fake smile with strength. I’m learning how to own my own scars in a way that doesn’t let the past become an excuse for my present. I’m finding ways to address woundedness (we are all wounded, after all) in the light where God’s glory is revealed as those wounds are healed.

It is, after all, only God’s merciful goodness that transforms our scars. It is Jesus’ scars that bring healing to ours. How can the wounded and broken world know that God sees beyond their mess and that God brings wholeness to their inadequacy unless they see it in us?

[Recently at Northland, a Church Distributed, Less Like Scars was shared as part of the service focused on Reconcilable Differences. You can watch the whole service online by following that link or can watch the video of just the song below. I’ve also included the lyrics in case you don’t have the bandwidth or time to listen to the song.]

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It’s been a hard year
But I’m climbing out of the rubble
These lessons are hard
Healing changes are subtle
But every day it’s

Less like tearing, more like building
Less like captive, more like willing
Less like breakdown, more like surrender
Less like haunting, more like remember

And I feel you here
And you’re picking up the pieces
Forever faithful
It seemed out of my hands, a bad situation
But you are able
And in your hands the pain and hurt
Look less like scars and more like
Character

Less like a prison, more like my room
It’s less like a casket, more like a womb
Less like dying, more like transcending
Less like fear, less like an ending

And I feel you here
And you’re picking up the pieces
Forever faithful
It seemed out of my hands, a bad situation
But you are able
And in your hands the pain and hurt
Look less like scars

Just a little while ago
I couldn’t feel the power or the hope
I couldn’t cope, I couldn’t feel a thing
Just a little while back
I was desperate, broken, laid out, hoping
You would come

And I need you
And I want you here
And I feel you

And I know you’re here
And you’re picking up the pieces
Forever faithful
It seemed out of my hands, a bad, bad situation
But you are able

And in your hands the pain and hurt
Look less like scars

And more like
Character

2 thoughts on “Scars

  1. aileen says:

    Oh Ruth!!! THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU!!!! I loved hearing this song watching Northland the other week. I had never heard the song before and the words… it was as if someone wrote them from my heart and mind. I tried to Google the words but was unsuccessful. THANKS!!!! 🙂

    • Ruth Hubbard says:

      You are very welcome, Aileen. I’m just feeling disappointed with myself that I never shared this song with you before now.

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