It really was a perfect photograph. The young fellow had a wonderful smile , the lighting and positioning were just fine. It would not seem to most of us perfect…….both of his eyes were completely black….compliments of a concussion, the bright yellow cast on this arm and the drooping shoulder….arm and collar bone broken. We can’t overlook the huge bandage covering the 4 inch gash that had narrowly missed the main artery running upwards from his knee and abundance of nicks, scratches and bruises.
His father explained that a wild bike ride down the neighborhood hill into a parked truck was the culprit that had nearly scared them to death! BUT there was that fantastic smile…actually thrilled to have these “war wounds” documented! FLASH!
In my heart I softly heard….I don’t heal broken hearts….I heal the broken hearted….Some of these scares we wear are just fine… they need to be documented with a smile….because our loving Father supplies the healing we need where it really counts.

John 14:27 (New International Version)
27Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.
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