What's in a Name?

It's time that I explain the name that I have given to my blog. "The Wounded Warrior" is, first and foremost, a statement of determination to persevere. It is not the strange, sideways manifestation of a victim complex, and it does not necessarily speak to the violent part of my nature, powerful though it may be. What's more, your picture of a warrior that has been wounded is probably one of weakness, convalescence, and grievous, bloody wounds. I've been there, and I will be there again, but that's not what I'm striving for. I consider the wounds that I have been smote with in the course of my battle for Life to have armed me with far better weapons, trained me to fight far more fairly, and brought me to a higher ground on which to fight. They are- for lack of a better name- "wisdom wounds". That is, life experiences that have cut me deeper than any diamond ever could, and yet when polished by a Loving Hand, can cause me to "sparkle" more than I could ever hope to without them. For this reason, I thank God for the wounds that life has brought so far, and I when I am able, I consider my current, paltry trials pure joy. Please do not misunderstand me; I'm really, really, ridiculously NOT perfect. But that's my whole point! If I were perfect, I wouldn't have any of these precious wounds, and I wouldn't have any reason to fight for Life.