Scars of Gold

 Do you know about kintsugi, the Japanese art of repairing broken pots with gold? The underlying philosophy is that scars are history, to be honoured.

I've been thinking about this lately, and about how Jesus appeared to the apostles after His resurrection...scars and all.

Are our scars somehow transfigured in gold...and is this how we will recognize one another in heaven?

Is it just possible that as Christ was wounded for us, our wounds are our offering to Him, when we let Him highlight them in pride? (Possible is the Five Minute Friday prompt this week.)

The pot is cracked and badly broke;

no wonder, it's so old,

but then the quiet craftsman spoke:

“I'll fix the thing with gold,

and though it will not look as new,

that can't be my repair,

but when I'm done I think that you

may yet find beauty there,

in scars whose trace is now a-shine

in sun's reflected light;

no need to thank, the honour's mine,

and so is the delight

in taking what is thrown away

to see, with love, another day.”

Instead of a music video, here's the Resurrection scene from The Passion of the Christ. (Click here if your device doesn't load the video.)

Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.

Friends are everything. I couldn't have done it.

Below are my recent releases on Kindle -please excuse their presence in the body of the blog. I haven't the energy to get them up as 'buttons' in the sidebar. You can click on the covers to go to the Amazon links.