MORE THAN SCARS

A youth and music guy sharing his blog on life's struggles and being an overcomer. We are more than our past. We are more than our scars!

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OUR STORY

More Than Scars is rooted deeper than just a movement or quick-witted idea.  It is a complete transformation and revolution of the heart. It is the realization that there is more to life than living with your sinful past of separation. There is more to life than holding onto the mistakes, regrets and hurts and scars that wound you. You are more than scars. The scars that Christ took on the cross for you defeat all of your wreckage.

More Than Scars was birthed out of a song and experience. Please take a few minutes to read what MTS is all about from founder Nick Fry (singer-songwriter/music artist/speaker & author). Hopefully, it will explain the heart behind this ministry. You can also purchase the song “Scars” from iTunes here.

 

THE SCARS STORY

Scars. We all have them in some form or fashion. For some of us it’s just a big mess up in our lives that have burned its way into our minds for eternity and we never let it go. For others the scars are permanent; a daily reminder of what God has brought us through. And that’s where I come in…reminded daily of what Christ did for me and what He’s still doing in my life. So, this is my story. I’ll keep it as short as I can. This is real and this is my story. I pray you find healing in some way through my pain.

I pray you read this in its entirety and not just skim through bits and pieces.

This is my story…

Like most teenagers I struggled with ups and downs. Breakups, being picked on, just having the normal down times teenagers struggle with. Something else was the wrong. The depression seemed to go much deeper. Then death happened, death of family members that I never saw coming. And for a young person it’s hard to deal with death, especially if you didn’t get to say goodbye. That escalated into full-blown depression. I’m not sure if it was the loss of life itself; I don’t think so, but I do think that it was the catapult into a spiral of despair.

Fast forward a few years and it was worse. I continued to come home from school (unless I had already occasionally skipped) and lock myself into my room. My grades had fallen. Blinds closed, curtains pulled. Dark. For some reason, and to this day I still can’t remember why, I had a fight with my parents; a huge fight over something that continues to escape my mind. It was probably nothing, but when you’re feeling down, out, and on edge, everything seems to be of the utmost importance.

One thing I did do was keep a job as a bagger at a grocery store. If you’ve ever done this job then you probably have a razor blade in your pocket to help cut and unpack boxes. I just so happened to have brought mine home.

So in the midst of screaming and yelling, crying, hurting and broken, I did something that I’ll never forget. In front of both of my parents, in our living room, at night, I began to take the razor blade to my arm and wrist. Nearly 13 times! I remember not even feeling it at first. It was like a fast forward motion and I didn’t know who was in charge of the remote control. I had finally hit rock bottom…hard! I felt hopeless and alone. Depressed. Hated. Resented. Stupid. Everything. It felt as if the world had finally fallen out of orbit and landed on me that night.

Frantically being pulled to the sink, my dad and mom began to try to stop the bleeding. Everything they did kept being soaked with blood. By the grace of God and with tight pressure applied to my arm and wrist, the bleeding finally subsided to a manageable point. Then I go blank.

This is the place I pray you never go. This is the place where I will never go back. After that moment in my life I stopped “playing” and started living. Jesus Christ took my scars at the cross and painted me away. I’m not playing word games off of my songs because they were truly birthed out of a painful yet joyous past. God rescued me where I was. He didn’t want me to get it right and then come to Him. He wanted me and He wants you now where you are. Bleeding, broken, down, out, depressed, hurting, crushed, naked, feeling lifeless. He wants you how you are!

This is it. This is your time to let it go if you are holding on. Fall into Jesus and ask Him to take it all. Take your hurt, take your guilt and shame, take your depression, and most of all take your life into His and make you a new person. All you have to do is ask Him to be your God and stop worrying about the world. Start living for Him.

My prayer is that if you have been or are where I once was, that you will let it go and let God take away all of your pain. Our scars, which are not necessarily physical scars, but mental and deep inside our hearts. Sins can be washed away with a single prayer and life change.

He’ll never leave. He’s for real. He works. He’s life. His name is Jesus. The scars on our arms don’t compare to the scars on His wrists. There’s nothing you have to do to earn it, just accept it.

This is why I continue to travel and and sing this song and speak the truth no matter how tough it gets.

Thank you God for these scars and for letting me tell the world,

Nick Fry

 

WE WANT TO SHARE THIS STORY

If you would like Nick Fry to come speak at your next event, please visit the contact page for further details. We are now booking for 2012.

 

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