Psalm 147:3 – He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds (KJV) When I tried to carry all my bags on my lap: I loved travelling by trains growing up in India, especially the two – day train trips my family did during our summer holidays . There were no rules on how many baggage we could carry with us. I remember packing my little bag and stuffing it with my clothes, books, toys, and snacks. As I hopped onto the train, I decided to hold onto my heavy bag despite my parents asking me to put
Memory of scars: Ever had to deal with scars that reminded you of sad times? I have two big scars on my face, and couple on my body from my childhood. The one on my forehead is from the Chicken pox I got on my 4th birthday and had to be in a room away from everyone to prevent spreading it to others. The other scar is on the palm of my right hand when I tripped and fell onto a sharp rock during a vacation. I bled a lot and needed several stitches. Our scars they come in all sizes and shapes
One of my favorite classroom memories as a teenager was when my Math teacher would ask me to help erase the black board. The board/slate would look clean once again ready for the next lesson to be taught. Have you wished for a DO OVER in life? A CLEAN SLATE? I know I have often wished that all the nightmares, bad experiences ,and especially my poor choices were erasable like a slate so that I could start all over again.