faith, courage and wisdom. . .
Today when I went to my heart doctors, a little old woman behind me, tapped me on the shoulder and said “what does your tattoo mean?”
At first I was a little intimidated hoping she wasn’t going to scold me for putting such things on my body, but she looked as if she really was intrigued by what it meant; that she was really curious.
I turned around and said “it means Faith, Courage Wisdom”. She smiled and said “that’s really nice” and then walked away. I wasn’t sure what that was all about, but like I always say everyday, things just happen for a reason.
I sometimes forget that I have the tattoo on my neck, it has been a long time since I got it done, and it being on the back of my neck, I never see it. Today was one of those days I needed to be reminded that it was there; to remember it’s purpose.
Faith, Courage, and Wisdom – Faith to help get me through it, courage that I had to come forward, and wisdom I learned along the way, and still learning along the way.
When that woman pointed it out to me, I didn’t realize that it would have an impact on me in that moment! I had a tough Dr’s appointment, and I was feeling down, and I feel that it was God’s way of saying “remember what this means, you have faith to get you through this, you have courage to conquer, and you have the wisdom to help you along in this journey – good or bad”.
When I left the doctor’s office, I did connect with my support, and I did hear words I needed to hear, and the support was there on my side – all I needed to do was accept it, and I did.
They say that God speaks to us through others, and I truly believe that. I believe that especially after today when having a really hard morning at the dr’s and really needing something to lift me up, and that also led to more connection.
I may sometimes forget that the words are written on my neck, but deep inside I know those qualities are there. I would not be where I am today without those words; without God; without the connection and support.
So it makes me smile that the little old lady pointed that out, it was like my little time with God today.
February 17, 2012 at 9:03 PM
what a great story.. I wonder what the older woman was thinking? I love the tattoo by the way, I bet it hurt right there on the neck area..
thank you for sharing this wonderful story Karen
February 18, 2012 at 10:13 AM
I love LOVE LOVE your tattoo.. did it hurt?
February 18, 2012 at 4:29 PM
thanks for reminding me of my own faith,courage and wisdom . my tears went down and i felt a sudden relief . .i have been miserable for days now , it was getting harder to fight off the rage and the depression at my age now ,and i can feel that the burden is getting heavier and harder to bear than when i was younger . i was 13 when it happened and this is the first time that i have really opened myself to talk to anyone about it . i love you tattoo , i am thinking of getting one my self but a smaller version and hidden. .i know its not the woman in me who wants it , its the 13yr that is trapped inside me. again thank you , and thank GOD for letting me find people like you ! ! ! GOD BLESS ! !