I had such a summery Saturday that I just felt I needed to share it with you through pictures. It started out with orange cranberry muffins, involved the farmers market, planting herbs and veggies, and ended with a great 3-year-old birthday party at the park. It involved copious amounts of family time, a shark movie, and watermelon. How much more summer can you get? I’m finding that as an adult, some of the warmest, most satisfying moments are the ones that are nostalgic and simple.
How was your weekend? What was your favorite part about it?
I love summer so much. Some would say that winter, being the season that gets Christmas, is the most nostalgic season. Growing up in Miami, winters meant nothing for me, because it never dipped below 50 degrees (and that was pushing it). Summer was what I looked forward to all year, because it meant that it was time to play. I still look forward to summer as an adult, even though I don’t get to experience the anticipation of the last day of school, or a two week paid summer vacation from work. The heat, the aromas in the air, and the overall theme of childhood that swirls around me for those glorious three months is the best. So my favorite things about summer are:
I’ve managed to grit through a small collection of tattoos over the years, and I intend to expand said collection. Currently I have 4 pieces, all in different areas. None of them tie together, although each one has a spiritual reference which allows them all to flow. I’d like my next piece to either cover a calf or perhaps my other free shoulder/arm. I’d really, REALLY love a piece all about Florida and perhaps have it look like an old post card. We’ll see.
Anyways, here’s what I’ve got so far and a snippit of why I got it!
Ahh yes, the first tat. I forget I even have this one sometimes. It’s not the easiest one to see. Between the summer of 06-07, I lived with my three best lady pals. We had a hilarious year, but also one of great lessons. God showed us all in different ways how He provides for us, so we decided that we were all going to get a sparrow tattoo as a reminder of God’s provision. I was the dumb one and got it in a place I couldn’t see, so sometimes I forget about that provision. Nevertheless, God reminds me in other ways.
Sadly, I have no pictures of me getting my ‘beloved’ tattoo, but I did get it with my friend Stookie. We both wanted to get something that represented God’s love for us. She got a ring finger piece, and I got this wrist piece. I had, at the time, discovered that God ACTUALLY loved me (something I had never felt before) and the word ‘beloved’ was popping up everywhere. I felt it best described who I was to God.
I definitely didn’t ease myself into this one. Sometimes you just gotta go for it, ya know? This was a complete original drawing by my favorite tattoo artist, Heather, depicting not only how God feels about me but also how he deals with me. I wanted the lyrics from the John Mark McMillan song, “loves like a hurricane, I am a tree” to be turned into a tattoo. I also wanted to incorporate John 15:5, “I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing.” Genie went with me to get this, as she had a little ink work done as well.
My wedding band is the last tattoo I’ve gotten. Daniel and I are not ring wearers, and so we decided to go with a creative and WAY less expensive route for our wedding bands. We realized before hand that they would probably end up looking like we got them in prison, because ink on the fingy’s is not the best choice as far as healing and aesthetics go. But the tattoos are for us, and no one else. It’s a daily reminder of my union with Daniel, and I can never take it off. So I’m stuck with him! His band says Genesis 2:18, “Then the LORD God said, ‘It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him a helper fit for him.’” Mine says Genesis 2:22, “And the rib that the LORD God had taken from the man he made into a woman and brought her to the man.”
So what’s next? Who knows. There are so many ideas I have, it will take a life time to get them all. I’m itching for one, that’s for sure.
What about you? Any tattoos with particularly special meaning? Potential ink that you want to throw out there for some feedback?