I wouldn’t classify myself as an approachable person, however people are very interested in tattoo’s. I am frequently asked what is on my body and the reason for it. Really, I think people aren’t being nosey just curious. They are toying with the thoughts of how could someone do that to themselves or talking themselves in and out of getting one. They want to find out what the big deal about getting and having one.
About 9 years ago, I walked into my first experience of a tattoo shop. I remember how against tattoos my parents were, and that they would kill me if they ever found out I gotten one, let alone think about getting one. I can even recall the shiver of fear, of what would happen if they caught me standing in a tattoo shop, holding my friends hand while she got a small star and moon on her back.
I never wanted to get a tattoo’s because they were in style, or because it was the cool thing to do. Any time something substantial or important happened in my life, I made it a point to get it inscribed on my flesh to always remind me of that time. The pictures and words that I have inscribed on my body, deal with events in my life that I want to remember and hold on to. Some people maintain a journal, and carry it around, others may have a souvenir from a time in their life that they always want to remember. Well, I may not always have access to a journal. I do not want to carry around a bunch of stuff to remember things. I knew that in my line of work that I would never be in one place long enough. Also, to be honest I am too lazy to carry a journal or a bunch of rocks with me. The less I am able to take with me is better.
From the top of my right shoulder to the top of the elbow I have a scene of Jesus’ cruxification and resurrection. Biblical and historical Jesus lead an excellent life.
My right upper arm consists of Jesus’ death and resurrection. The life Jesus lead is really brilliant, and the lives he changed during his time on this planet is really awesome. I was taught to have a personal relationship with God. Any relationship is trying, difficult, and hard to maintain. When I first started my own walk towards this my life was transformed and I found a lot of happiness in just being alive. Which I hadn't in my entire life. Now, I have a harder time in keeping my end up in my relationship with God. The tattoo is a reminder to me of that time of transformation. How easy if I just try I can have it back. I find myself opening up my bible, praying, and smiling more. When I fall away from this, at some point I do see my arm and remember what Christ endured for everyone else, to have a choice of life and to be protected from evil.
In History, there have been only two defining forces willing to give their lives for others: Jesus Christ and the American Soldier. One for other's souls and one for other's freedom."
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