God is the strength of my heart and portion forever"
Psalm 73:26
I have been thinking of getting a tattoo for many years - there have been many ideas that have gone through my mind about what I would get - but in the end - I couldn't picture myself being my grandmother's age and having it.
Plus I don't know what parts will sag with age more than others.
Then - came this. I loved it from the beginning and then with last fall being a particularly difficult one, it had much more meaning to me. So - without telling anyone but my mom and Andrea M {and eventually Dan right before I got it - not to defy him in getting it - it was going to be a surprise.... but then there is a long story with that : ) it's pretty humorous!} I got it. In Vegas of course when Andi and I were there ;) I knew she would be a good rock for me in this - I was rather nervous. She knew everything I wanted in it {color, size, location, etc} so that when I was asked a question, I'd timidly answer - then look to her for a re-assuring nod. Which is exactly what a needed.
And this is such a great, daily, reminder to me. That everyday I have God's word symbolically written on my left arm reminding me that everyday I fail; everyday HE forgives me; and everyday to come is planned out and walked before me by a Savior who love me no matter how far I stray.
I don't think I'll ever get another - one's enough. And even one this small made me even more amazed how people can tolerate getting large sums of their bodies done....
like leopard man here...
Woooo! I couldn't do that..... Too many scabs and itchies!
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