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 was 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, 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 enemies 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.
Please pass this on to those you love. God has blessed you, so that you
can be a blessing to others. You just never know where a person is in his/her life and what they are going through.
Never judge another persons scars, because you don’t know
how they got them. Also, it is so important that we are not selfish
to receive the blessings of these messages without forwarding them to
someone else. Right now, someone needs to know that God loves them, and you love them too ~~~~ enough to not let them go.
Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end
of your arm. . . . As you grow older you will discover that you have two hands. One for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
— Audrey Hepburn