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By Annie
I've come to realise that I will/won't ever know what it's like to not have scars on my body. And yes, I'm talking about the physical ones strewn across my abdomen. 
The general association placed on scars is that they're ugly, and people are ashamed of them. But you know what? I'm proud of my scars.
Each and every scar on my abdomen show that God has kept me alive. It's evidence that I've come out of every surgery alive and well. Something could've gone very wrong- the doctors could've made a mistake, the anaesthesia could've worn off before the surgery ended, I could've just stopped breathing. But no. God protected me while I was in the theatre, and now I'm alive, despite the scars across my body. 
Sure I'm never going to wear a bikini (don't intend to, scars or not), and people may look at  me differently when they know, but I guess it's not a big deal. 
Nothing beats knowing that I could've died before knowing Jesus, but God didn't let it happen. 

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