Recently I had a church meeting with our music director.
I shared this poem below, with her.
It was still in draft format.
It was about life’s scars and using them for God’s glory.
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After I finished reading, she pointed to a long scar on her face. I had never noticed it before.
Only after I read my poem to her, did I see it!
She proceeded to tell me a heart breaking story.
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When she was fifteen she was involved in a terrible car accident.
Three of her childhood friends died.
They were all travelling in the car with her.
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She was very badly injured but God did not take her that day!
She was alive today, retelling me this tragic story in 2024 and I was left with my mouth hanging open.
This poem I will be publishing is even more special to me now.
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I had written about my scars and Jesus’s scars.
Now I had another scar story to add. It was hers.
I loved her even more after hearing her heart breaking story.
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This new poem represents all of us.
We all have scars.
Jesus has scars.
He gets it.
Scars fully surrendered to God, heal perfectly.
Author – Helen Olenjin
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Every time I feel that rip inside
Mend it dear God
With a stitch from on high!
Tonight I felt pain
Of an unresolved sort
I felt defeated and lonely
Upset and distraught!
But quickly on time
I stopped the rip in its tracks
I knew I needed to trust God
He always had my back!
Suddenly I realised the
Significance of pain
It can be our friend
Or hurt us again
If we treat our pain
Right, we stop the
Wound from growing
If we hurt our pain more
The bloods keeps on flowing
Is this pain, a friend?
A good messenger
In disguise?
Is this pain planned
To draw me
Closer to Christ?
Is this pain from Satan?
Only a demonic lie?
Does this pain kill
God’s promises?
Does the pain
Push God aside?
If so, then stop!
Shout!
No more pain anymore!
You are a liar and deceiver
I’m not listening anymore!
D stands for
Depression
The D word is real
O stands for
Oppression
Satan’s evil seal
S stands for suppression
The enemy’s mind control
It’s a fiery poke
From Satan
To silence
The wounded soul!
Wow! I hear you say
I’ve never heard of
D.O.S. before!
I answer you back and say
I made him up before! (that’s true!)
I am a poet called Helen
At helenolenjin.life
I write poetry
For Jesus
He is the way
The truth and light!
As a Christian poet
I revealed….
How pain can be a lie!
However there is a
Heavenly pain
That brings healing inside
This pain is good
This pain is right
This pain is like gold
In God’s healing light!
God knows the secret
To get rid of this pain
The answer may be hidden
But God heals you again!
The stitching He does
Is slow and full of care
A scar may remain
That is better there
This scar stays intact
To remind you of your need
This scar doesn’t lie
It is God’s holy seed!
The scar reminds you
To pray
The scar is your
Salt and light
It reminds you
To serve the Lord
And to follow
What is right!
When a scar is brought out
It comes into the light
God does His healing work there
Then your heart is made right!
God’s healing is pure
His defence team is real
The Father, Spirit, Son unite
They come to help you heal
Bad pain is from Satan
His wounds are not God’s will
Bigger scars will develop
When your prayer life is still
Don’t run from past hurts
They tell a good story
Your scars will be used again
To bring God more glory
Jesus has scars
They brought the repentance of man
He wants you to use yours
To tell others you can!
You can heal at the cross
You can start today
You can choose God right now
He is always the best way!
Don’t let your scars, dear friend
Distant you from healing
God’s scars
Are really
Diamonds underneath
They shine the
Best when kneeling
So kneel my friend and pray
These scars have plans for you
Ask God to help you understand
What your scars can do!
When you ask God for help
Your scars start to fade away
But when you forget His Holy Word
The pain comes back today!
This poetry is my diamond
Great scars came before
Now I understand the importance
Of serving God
It couldn’t have happened before
My old scar is now my friend
The diamond sits on top
My scar remains underneath
It is God’s anointed spot!
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Absolutely Beautiful Post – from the Words to the Pictures.
This story is deeply moving, and I can’t help but reflect on how powerful it is to witness God’s redemptive work in our lives, especially through our scars. What you’ve shared resonates so deeply with me. This poem and the story behind it bring to light the beautiful truth that God has a purpose for everything that happens in our lives, even the painful, heartbreaking moments. It shows us that our imperfections, struggles, and scars are not just signs of suffering, but they are powerful testimonies of God’s grace and love.
As someone who has struggled with feelings of insecurity and imperfection for much of my life, I can now see how these “flaws” were never meant to make me feel less than or different. Instead, they’ve become gifts I can use to share God’s love with others. I’ve learned that our scars and imperfections are not a curse, but rather tools for glorifying God. After more than fifty years of living with my own scars, I can truly say that they were never meant to define me in a negative way, but to help me connect with others and point them to the healing power of Christ.
Your poem, and especially the story you shared with your music director, is such a beautiful reminder that we all have scars. Jesus Himself has scars, and He understands our pain. And when we surrender our scars to Him, they are healed, transformed into something greater than we could have imagined. As you beautifully wrote, “God’s scars are really diamonds underneath. They shine the best when kneeling.”
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Amen, my precious brother Willie!! Spot on. You summed it up perfectly. That poem was very healing for me to write as it was a writing “to myself” and God knew it would minister deeply to my own heart the most!
As writers, we have a wonderful calling. We write ✍️ in a way that helps us stay faithful to God!
Because His wisdom 4SELF makes perfect sense. …
Then secondary, the readers who read our writings are blest too as God makes sure they are!
Recently a young man just started chatting to me on the bus.
His behaviour was very unusual. He wasn’t like the standard young man who would not trust a stranger. He treated me like he knew me his whole life. I wasn’t sure why he was so trusting but this odd-misfit-behaviour, looked like his personal gift. Others would have viewed him as strange/naive or perhaps disabled in some way but I saw his diamond 💎. It was the gift to treat strangers like family and as this is so rare, I wondered if this was “his gift”, to love and interact with strangers purely…like a child. I was greatly refreshed 😌 after our conversation. He was just being himself but he was beautiful! Like a man-child.
Even our scars/flaws make us more beautiful! This imperfection is what makes us shine ✨️ for God purely not carnally.
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Thank you for sharing such a beautiful, thought-provoking message. It’s a reminder to embrace our own uniqueness and to always see the beauty in others, no matter how different they may seem.
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🥰🥰🥰Yes, yes, yes!!!
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