A friend emailed me this story that gave me such a new perspective. In 1800 James Garfield was chosen as the american president and was shot in the back in his office. they could not retrieve the bullet, but after months of doctors poking and groping for the bullet (they did not have aenastetic or proper tools like we do today) he eventually died due to an infection around the wound. The wound never got a chance to heal and this resulted in his death.

How many times do we do this with ourselves? We keep poking at a wound until it festers so much that it causes the death of us. The scar or the bullet will always still be there, God doesn't forget that you aren't hurt. He helps you heal along the way, we need to stop fidgeting with it until we can be healed efficiently.

And who knows, most of the times our bodies end up getting rid of the bullet or damaged tissue itself.

Use your scars, there are people out there who are going through the same thing and can't lift up their eyes to see the hope we have in Christ as you did. irrespective of how and why and when you did.
GOD WANTS TO AND NEEDS TO BE SHARED. He has overflowing compassion on people who walk around with pain in their lives. He made the ultimate sacrifice to that we can live in his freedom and hope and love and joy and peace.

                                                                                                                  Why keep it to yourself?