Less like scars - Sara Groves and Nate Sabin

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 are 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 prison ore like my room, less like a casket more like a womb, less like dying more like transcending, less like fear, less like an ending. And I feel you are 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. 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. And I know you are here and you're picking up the pieces. Forever faithful. It seemed out of my hands, a bad bad situation. But you are able and in your hands the pain and hurt look less like scars and in your hands the pain and the hurt look less like scars and in your hands the pain and hurt look less like scars and more like character.