Scars from school

I can well recall those times.
In early school, I developed scars
They eventually faded and healed, but they greatly aided me; hence, you and I are no longer together.
There is a separating process underway, and more scars will develop.
When you and I look back, we realize we never existed.

We now have a choice to make because we have reached the crossroads of life. We can go straight ahead.
Continue living your life as usual.
Making a mess of everything positive in our life and refusing to even acknowledge it.
failing to get back up after falling
allowing anything to permeate our body to the point where we become utterly unrecognizable.

Or, we could take a different path.
Right or left?
We interact with people, kill time, fall down, get back up, dust ourselves off, and tend to the scars and bruises because they serve as a reminder of right from wrong as we stroll through life rather than running.
Life is altered by our scars.

Your pals are Those Scars.
But not the people you pass in the hallway and smile at politely.
No.
When you get up, you dust yourself off.
They won't have any lasting effects on your life.

We can only give thanks to God for them since he given us those scars so that they could change us and we could change them. Scars are the friends who may fade but still had an impact on your life. They help, lead, and protect you. They are the best things that have ever happened to you.