Today, I did something I thought I would never do. I got a tattoo. I know, some of you are probably very shocked. I’m almost 50 years old and I have no business getting a tattoo. I researched this subject by listening to podcasts by John Piper, reading articles by Relevant Christian on What the Bible Says about Tattoos, I talked to several pastors, I discussed it with my family, and most importantly, I prayed about it. Of course, my 83 year old mother wasn’t too thrilled.
This idea has been going on in my head for months and months. I knew what I wanted it to look like, what I wanted it to say, and where I wanted it. I called to make the appointment and they told me it would be a year! A YEAR! I sent a text to a friend of mine, Dawn McMillian and told her that it would be a year. I knew that she had an appointment for her soon to be 18 year old son as a surprise for his birthday. She sent me a text later and told me don’t worry about it, June 15 at 3:30. I said what? She said she took care of it, I was going with her family. Well, that took away a year of changing my mind!
Today, we went to the very reputable Ramesses’ and I went first. Jay was there to hold my hand, thankfully. It really hurt. Bad. All I could think about was how much Trey had gone through being poked and prodded with needles and this was nothing compared to what he suffered. I covered myself with his UT blanket that covered him when he died. Good thing because I hugged it tight.
After it was over, I went to sit in a chair and wait for J.D. to go. Immediately I began to think – what have I done! About that time, I got a text from Keith Cochran, our former youth minister. He attached a video from a men’s conference. It was a huge conference center filled with men singing 10,000 Reasons. I just smiled and sent him and text and told him that I had just gotten my tattoo! Jay had to leave and go to work and I stayed with the McMillian family.
I sat and sat, and as my leg was throbbing I watched J.D. get engraved on his arm UNASHAMED – Romans 1:16. He was in some pain too, by the way. Romans 1:16 says, “For I am not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the power of God for salvation to everyone who believes, to the Jew first and also to the Greek.” His tattoo did not take as long as mine and before we knew it, we were on our way home, all bandaged up.
My thought was that I was not going to share the picture or the news of my tattoo until people saw it. As I was in the parking lot in Kroger, a sweet lady approached my car to ask if I was Lisa. I said yes and we carried on a conversation. She told me she read my blog and told me how strong I was. I told her I was not as strong as she thought I was and that I get very weary and worn.
On my way home from Kroger, I began to think, did Christ get weary and worn? Did he ever just want to stop sharing God’s word and hide? Then I began to think, what have I done to my leg? Just as I was pulling up to Peterson Lake, 10,000 Reasons came on the radio. I just began to cry uncontrollably. The verse that got me – “Whatever may pass, and whatever lies before me, Let me be singing when the evening comes.”
Christ had imprints of the nails in his hands and side that he had to prove to Thomas in John 20. Thomas, after touching His hands and side said, “My Lord, My God!” Jesus said to Thomas, “Because you have seen me, you have believed? Blessed are they who did not see, and yet believed.”
I mentioned that story because most tattoos are personal. They tell a story, as do scars. Trey’s favorite movie was The Lion King and he was Simba~always. After Dr. Sara told him that he had cancer, the only thing that he tweeted was “Hakuna Matata” which means no worries. Trey had no worries. He knew his future and what God had in store for him. If anyone sees my tattoo, I will be able to tell the story of what God has done in my family, through Trey, and through James 1:2-3, with perseverance and faith, we have no worries.
Thank you J.D. McMillian, for I learned a lesson today. I am UNASHAMED. And I STILL have more to tell through God’s grace.