Even though there are great post ideas in the Daily Prompt, I rarely do them because my brainpower, much like my hand-eye coordination during timed video games, is a tad…sluggish… By the time I complete a daily prompt, it’s weeks later and anyone who did the prompt or the challenge has moved on. But this one caught my eye, because in May of this year, I wrote about why I wanted a tattoo. So for those of you who missed it, here it is again…only this time, I’ve included a picture of the final product so you don’t have to wait until the next day! To check out other “tattoo” posts and pictures, click here.
To those who would criticize my decision to get a tattoo:
This is a deeply personal decision. Please try to understand that, for me, this is not:
- A crazy, mid-life crisis or hormonal thing. Over time I have carefully considered the pros and cons, the opinions of those closest to me, my reputation, and what sort of example I would be setting for others.
- An act of rebellion. Defying gravity while attempting to walk gracefully in 4″ heels is rebellion. I passed the sullen, moody teenager stage a long (long) time ago, and even when I was there, my “rebellious days” didn’t provide any material for an after-school T.V. special (with the exception of having a baby at 16 – that wasn’t rebellion. That was insecurity)!
- A hasty decision. I have thought long and hard for years, not just about whether to get a tattoo, but where to get a tattoo and what it would be. This is permanent, unlike hair dye and jeggings, so I can’t do it on a whim. A whim would be “Yes, I do want fries with that?”
- To be part of the “in” crowd. I listened to my mother when she asked me, “If everyone jumped off a bridge, would you jump off too?” but I have to say, I don’t have that many friends, and those I do have, have never suggested I jump off any bridges. Maybe I chose my friends wisely!
- Just a decoration that I will some day regret. It would be an identifying mark filled with meaning, an expression of who I am.
Figuring out who I am will take a lifetime, so instead I considered what I most value and chose a symbol to represent that value. I chose a cross because it is the identifying mark of a Christ follower, and my faith means everything to me. The cross was both an instrument of torture and the greatest expression of love. John 15:13 says “Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.” John 3:16 was the first verse I learned as a kid – For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”
I also didn’t want a design that was pretty…I wanted a design that was as hard as…well, nails! I want it to be an outward display of my lifelong commitment.
“May I never boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, through which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world.” Galatians 6:14