Re: Fwd: FW: FW: Scars

--- pokwanfred wrote:
> Subject: FW: FW: Scars
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> 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 mother, in the house and looking out the window,
> saw the two as they
> got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she
> ran toward the water,
> yelling to her son as loudly as she could. Hearing
> her voice, the little
> boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his
> mother. It was too
> late. Just as he reached her, the alligator reached
> him. From the dock,
> the mother grabbed her 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 mother was,
> but the mother was
> much too passionate to let go.
>
> A farmer happened to drive by, heard her 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 mother's fingernails dug into his flesh in her
> effort to hang on to
> the son she 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 Mom
> 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.
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>
> Never judge another person's scars, because you
> don't know how they got
> them. You just never know where a person is in
> his/her life and what they
> are going through. Also, it is so important that we
> are not selfish to
> receive the blessings of these messages without
> forwarding them to someone
>
> else.
> Pass this message to someone you love.