February 11, 2023

I got a tattoo.  It’s a funny thing to have someone holding a needle to your skin, inking your body, using words like “forever” and “permanent” and “indelible.”  I used to think:  No way!  There’s a biblical prohibition against that kind of thing!  My body is a temple of the Holy Spirit!  No way!  But the time simply came to get a tattoo, so my best friend and I sat in a chair and made a memory that will remind us of our friendship from across the geography – and it wasn’t that big of a deal!  Maybe our tattoo will be a part of the resurrection of the body one day, maybe it will be unrecognizable billions of years from now, but maybe we shouldn’t worry about it.  The important thing is to remember that we exist in a cosmic tattoo parlor in which the divine hand is constantly looking for creative ways to keep us still enough long enough so that the words of life may be etched into our hearts (Jer 31:33).  We shall thus greet one another when we meet in the kingdom by exclaiming, “I got a tattoo!”  Ave Crux, Spes Unica.