I have had a random observation. Last week when we were at Elitch's I realized that having a tattoo does not make you any different from anyone else. More people have them than don't, I have come to believe. Having a tattoo doesn't make you different anymore than having a fingerprint makes you different. Though everyone has a fingerprint, everyone's fingerprint is different. Having a tattoo doesn't make me special. Knowing what it means to me does. I don't really care if anyone else likes it or understands it. I don't even care if people think I'm stuck on myself because the words say, "The king is enthralled with your beauty". I look in the mirror at my tattoo on those rough days and I remember that God made me to soar, that He carries me through, and that He finds me beautiful. My parents despise my tattoo. I don't really care. They don't know why I got it and will probably never ask why or what it means to me. That is ok because it is not for them anyway, it's for me. I love having a permanent reminder every single day that someone sees beauty in me, and not just anyone, but the Creator of the universe! I may not always see the beauty, but my King does. And that is truth. And that is the truth that matters.
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| I know you've already seen it, it still makes me smile though :) |
I was reading the blog of a friend of mine and she linked
this blog. I'm not much on fashion blogs usually. I tend to feel like they are telling me how terrible my wardrobe is and that I'll just never quite make it in life if I don't do the dishes in heels or chase my kids in mini-skirts. This blog was different though. This blog was quite the opposite, actually. This blog tells the fashion industry, mostly politely, to back off and let women be women. I really liked the post. If you have a minute, hop on over and read it.
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