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SCARS OF LIFE

Some years ago, on a hot summer day in South Florida, a little boy
decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house.

In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door,
leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew into the water,
not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator
was swimming toward the shore.

His father, working in the yard, saw the two as they got closer and
closer together.

In utter fear, he ran toward the water, yelling to his son as loudly
as he could.

Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn
to swim to his father.

It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the alligator
reached him.

From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy by the arms just as
the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between
the two. The alligator was much stronger than the father, but the father was
much too passionate to let go.

A farmer happened to drive by, heard his screams, raced from his
truck, took aim and shot the alligator.

Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy
survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the
animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his father's fingernails
dug into his flesh in his effort to hang on to the son he loved. The
newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he
would show him his scars.

The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said
to the reporter, 'But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I
have them because my Dad wouldn't let go.'

You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No,
not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars
are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend,
are because God has refused to let go.

In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you.
The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He wants
to protect you and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we foolishly
wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming
hole of life is filled with peril - and we forget that the enemy is waiting
to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins - and if you have the scars of
His love on your arms, be very, very grateful.

He did not and will not ever let you go. Please pass this on to
those you love. God has blessed you, so that you can be a blessing to
others.

You just never know where a person is in his/her life and what they
are going through. Never judge another person's scars, because you don't
know how they got them.


Also, it is so important that we are not selfish, to receive the
blessings of these messages, without forwarding them to someone else. Right
now, someone needs to know that God loves them, and you love them, too -
enough to not let them go .

Always Tell Your Family And Friends How MuchYou Love Them!!!

FRIENDS ARE ANGELS WHO LIFT US TO OUR FEET

WHEN OUR WINGS HAVE TROUBLE REMEMBERING HOW TO FLY.



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hi manon ,nice meeting you..
touching and pertinent message..thanks mikef peace!!biggrin


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ok now I'm goona go try to finish my coffee, hard to swallow when you are all choked up.
;)
thanks for a good morning start!

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