As a doctor, I have had the privilege of witnessing God’s grace through my patients. Recently, I had the opportunity to share a powerful story about my dear friend Steven, who uses his scar as a symbol of hope and resilience. Today, I want to share my own experience with a scar that has become a testament to God’s faithfulness in my life.

Five years ago, a life-altering event shook my world. I was driving when suddenly, without warning, I passed out. My heart had stopped, and as a result, I lost control of the vehicle and crashed. It was a traumatic experience that could have ended tragically. However, by God’s grace, a good Samaritan witnessed the accident and rushed to my aid, pulling me from the wreckage.

For the next four days, I remained in a coma, fighting for my life. During that time, my loved ones prayed fervently, trusting in God’s plan for my life.

Miraculously, I woke up from the coma, but my journey was far from over. I learned that I needed open-heart surgery to address the underlying issue with my heart. As a doctor, I was no stranger to medical procedures, but facing one as a patient brought new challenges and fears. Still, my faith remained steadfast, knowing that God had a purpose for my life and that He would see me through this trial.

The open-heart surgery left me with a scar, a permanent reminder of that life-changing event. While some may see it as a mark of tragedy, I have come to see it as a medal of triumph. That scar serves as a tangible testimony that God brought me through the darkest days and restored my health.

In life, we all carry scars, whether they are physical, emotional, or spiritual. But let us remember that scars are not signs of weakness; they are badges of courage. They are reminders of the battles we have fought and won, and they serve as a testament to God’s unyielding love and mercy.

I encourage you to embrace your scars, whatever form they may take. Find strength in them, knowing that it’s because of God that you survived what scarred you and that He turned your wounds into ministries of hope and healing.

When I face challenges, doubts, or moments of despair, I find myself gently rubbing the scar. It’s a physical connection to God’s incredible grace, a reassurance that He has brought me through worse circumstances and will continue to carry me through whatever lies ahead.