I’m a visual person.
If someone tells me where to stick it. I can actually see it happening.
Sometimes this visualness is great- like planning a stage set, or an outfit. Sometimes its horrific- as above.
I’m also a forgetful person.
Actually, lets get honest- I have select forgetfullness.
Like my Dads hearing. Poor mum- she gets the best of both worlds.
Anyway- the point is, I have this cycle with God- I thrash around blindly, crash into others, break valuable things, then hit a wall. and in the stunned haze- pray to God. calm down, recieve some wisdom and then copy and paste my last manuvere.
This is because I am forgetful. I hate it. I forget about God till something happens to make me remember. Usually its a painful experience. They say pride comes before a fall.
Im going to go through a painful experience once and for all tomorrow.
I threw out the suggestion that I would get it- and most of the people (other than those with them already) say no because its forever. It’s permanant.
But thats the point.
So thats it- a tattoo.
I really am hoping that its the correct translation- but I have researched it in dictionary’s (I actually went to a libary). It is the direct Hebrew translation of the word……….. “Now”.
1) God is here now. Right here. No matter where I am, what I’m thinking or doing. God is here- its a visual reminder, short of tapping me on the shoulder and making me turn around to see the sunset around me. I could simply put an alarm on my phone to remind me to pray- but thats nerdy.
2) Be content- live in the “Now”. I am guilty of living in the past and planning for the future. Be, instead of Do.
3) Because, basically I want to. This is my last hurrah. Next yr Im a teacher- like I’ll even be cool enough to even think about a tattoo. This is to remember the good ole college days too. Also my friend Beth is going away to Melbourne for an intensive 3 months and this is to support her also, to give her the gift of branding myself because she has one too (that sounds like mum would say in the next sentance—“But if Beth threw herself of a bridge..would you too?”- I’ll ignore that.
Hmm so yeah. Its like the Verb of Now.
This time tomorrow I’ll have it. Goodbye 2009, year of the tattoo. Hello 2010 yr of the….?