Regina Doman Quotes

When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred.

A scar is a wound that has healed. We need to bring our wounds to Jesus, let Him heal them, and use our scars for Jesus. Our scars may be our greatest ministry.

A decade of cutting away dead flesh, cauterizing old scars ripped open over and over and still it is not enough.

There will be days when you feel defeated, exhausted, and plain old beat-up by life's whiplash. People you love will disappoint you - and you will disappoint them. You'll probably struggle with some kind of mortal appetite. Some days it will feel as though the veil between Heaven and Earth is made of reinforced concrete.

Anything that I undergo, I look at as redemptive suffering.

Because nobody goes through life without a scar.

People who have been through trauma, their souls are hurting.

The one thing all that battle taught me, is that no one walks away without scars. No one. (Bad Moon Rising)

What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?

Time may heal all wounds, but it does not erase the scars.

. . . your history is no less important to your survival than your ability to breathe. In the end, you can only determine whether to saturate your memories with pain or with perspective. Forgetting is not an option. I tell you the truth now: Pain was not God's plan for this life. It is a reality, but it is not a part of the plan.

A scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. A scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.

There's nothing that cleanses your soul like getting the hell kicked out of you.

Heroes always have their scars. Some you can see, some you read about later on.

I have a thing for working with wounded characters.

If something hurtful enters your body, you create something beautiful to protect yourself from it. That's my philosophy.

I'm interested in damaged people because we've all been roughed up in one way or another.

I have a duty to speak the truth as I see it and share not just my triumphs, not just the things that felt good, but the pain, the intense, often unmitigated pain. It is important to share how I know survival is survival and not just a walk throught the rain.

Scars are memory. Like sutures. They stitch the past to me.

Christ bears the wounds of the church, his body, just as he bore the wounds of crucifixion. I sometimes wonder which have hurt worse.

Most people carry that pain around inside them their whole lives, until they kill the pain by other means, or until it kills them. But you, my friends, you found another way: a way to use the pain. To burn it as fuel, for light and warmth. You have learned to break the world that has tried to break you.

The more our bodies fail us, the more naked and more demanding is the spirit, the more open and loving we can become if we are not afraid of what we are and of what we feel. I am not a phoenix yet, but here among the ashes, it may be that the pain is chiefly that of new wings trying to push through.

Indeed, your scars may be your greatest ministry. Just as the scars of Jesus convinced Thomas, perhaps your scars will convince someone today.

without my wounds, who was I? My scars were my face, my past was my life.

Submission to suffering is a form of annihilation, but transformation of suffering rekindles a faith that gives life.