I carefully select my lounge chair by the pool. Full sun for me with a shady spot nearby for hubby. I find a good spot to set down my bag containing towel, sunscreen, books, journal, pens and water bottle. I alternate between reading, shutting my eyes and resting, jumping into the pool to cool off, and people watching.
Eventually two young women come and choose the lounge chairs just a couple yards to my left. It’s hard not to notice. One is very heavily tattooed everywhere. She’s beautiful, and I wonder to myself if she’ll regret the permanent marks on her body someday. I think of the younger me in my twenties and how unsure I was of who I was. I wonder when she is my age if she will regret what she did to herself in her twenties.
My mind wanders some more, and I remember that God is tattooed…
“Behold, I have indelibly imprinted (tattooed a picture of) you on the palm of each of my hands…” Isaiah 49:19 (Amplified Bible)
“For He knows our frame, He (earnestly) remembers and imprints (on His heart) that we are dust.” Psalm 103:14 (Amp.)
“Set me like a seal upon your heart, like a seal upon your arm…” Song of Solomon 8:6 (Amp.)
Tattooed with me, with my image, my name, even with a reminder of my weakness, that I am only dust.
I am humbled. I am so, so grateful. I don’t want Him to ever regret it.
my continuing gratitude list #493-506
-making our flight on time, in spite of the alarm not going off
-my suitcase, a close call, barely one pound under the limit
-catching up on rest
-Mama’s condo sold in only a week!
-riding in a convertible with hubby
-cool cotton sundresses
-an earthquake centered 30 miles south of Palm Springs, but no damages, no injuries
-our nephew’s wedding (my hubby was honored to perform the ceremony!)
-laughter and joy
-great reports about how church went while we were gone