Amnesty
At first glance, scars can be ugly. Mine remind me of the war.
They are proving to be a testimony; giving me something to live for.
This life has not been easy, but another is to come.
I've placed my trust in Jesus, so my battle has already been won.
I sin and fall short of His glory. But when I reach the end, I'll see King Jesus face to face. My Savior. My comforter. My friend.
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