Oh you know, just a normal Tuesday night for Team Sublett.
Kim and the kids decided that they wanted to make my 46th birthday memorable, so they accompanied me to a tattoo shop this evening. Yep–all 9 of us trucked it downtown, traipsed into the tattoo parlor, and got me a tattoo. I’m fairly certain that all the kids would have gotten a tattoo if it was possible! Even Charlie was excited about it…
I’ve been thinking about it for years. I had a couple of ideas in mind–either a perichoresis (one of the symbols for the Trinity) or a Greek word. I was leaning toward the word for “set apart, made holy” but it really didn’t settle with me. In the end I chose the word that means “remain, abide.” In John’s gospel, Jesus told his followers that if they abide in him, and he abides in them, they will bear much fruit, and that fruit will last and bring glory to the Father.
That’s what I want my life to be about: fruit for the Kingdom, glory for the Father. In order for that to happen, Jesus tells me that I have to abide–to stay close, to remain, to stay connected to him, to let him abide in me.
So that’s the reason for the tattoo. The ice cream was just a treat for the fam on a beautiful Tuesday night in Happy Valley.
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