reductio ad absurdum

Do you ever feel like your heart is scratched deeply?

That you think the scar(s) will never be mended?

Here, I got a vague idea about this.

The heart is like a special wood that is meant to be carved. We were born with a perfect smooth heart, without any scars. But this heart IS intended to get hurt, just like that wood is intended to be carved. It is inevitable that we have to bear the pain of getting our heart hurt, leaving so many scars according to how many heartbreaks you have suffered.

But hey, that is not the end.

The carves on the wood make it looks beautiful. It looks utterly unprecedented compared to the former plain wood. Every single carve gives an exquisite different style to the wood. The carves, altogether, make a beautiful pattern that transform the wood into something aesthetic in its way.

The scars that hurt your heart are the carves. It does hurt, it does yield pain, but it turns your heart into something beautiful. Every heartbreak that you suffer through leaves a scratch, carving your heart. It was a mark that you are strong enough to endure it.

It is indeed good if you can mend your heart, but we all know that everything takes time. I myself believe that eventually we can mend our heart. But there must be a phase when you have to go on life with those scars.

And then you start to hate yourself for having those scars.

But I'm telling you.

You don't have to be ashamed of your scars. You don't have to hide it every single time. Maybe you think that you can handle it by yourself, but you don't need to. There are some people who really love you, people who accept you as the way you are, the whole you, with all your flaws. People who care about you. People who truly adore you.

Those are the people who can see the beauty of your carved hearts. They understands the meaning of every scars. They see it as a great masterpiece, not as a useless trash. They undoubtedly will stand by your side. And you should not push them away, because you need them. They'll help you to mend your heart.

You don't have to struggle alone, dear.

You deserve to be loved.

Stay strong.

Stay beautiful with the carves.

(someday, I wish, you'll be mended. We mend each other )

Did you know?

Antiseptic is a chemical compound that is used to kill or impede the growth of microorganisms on the living tissues. Antiseptic prevents any bacteria around and in the wound to cause more damages. But antiseptic does not heal wounds. Your body does. Your body will undergo a complex cascade mechanism to stop the bleeding. Your fibrinogen generates the fibrin that will cover the wound.

It's the same with us. The help from the outside doesn't heal your wound. It only helps you to prevent the worse effects. Your wound will always be like that, open and vulnerable, as long as you don't let yourself to cover it. You are the one who decides to cover it or not.

Believe me, God made you to be capable enough to do it. It will take some time and I'm not saying it will be quick and easy. I'm not saying that it will be nice. It will be so hard. There will be so many things trying to open up your on-the-way-healing wound, just like that feel when you just want to scratch your wound when it just starts to heal. The half-healed wound will itch, but you have to endure it to get it covered.

And then, someday, it will be covered perfectly.

Stay strong and let God heal you. Don't let your half-healed wound bleed again.