less like scars.

i don't really know what to do with today. the question that keeps running in my mind is simply, "what now?!" year one: check. so do we just start the whole process over again now? the truth is, one year feels like one week. people act like the one year mark is such a monumental milestone. one person even said something like "you made it!" in a card to me yesterday. funny.

i've got another song to share. the words are unbelievable. i'm praying for this kind of perspective on the last year of my life.

"less like scars"--sara groves

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,
less like a casket more like a womb,
less like dying more like transcending,
less like fear, less like an ending...

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 here.

and in your hands the pain and hurt
look less like scars and more like character.