Finding Strength in My Weak Arm

“Hakuna Matata” is tattooed on the inside of my left bicep. Most of the time, I think that part of the body is reserved for other words. Words like “strength,” “carpe diem” or a family surname. Sometimes even barbed wire. But as for me, I went with a quote I first learned in a Disney movie.

Often times, I forget why I have tattoos, while often forgetting about them all together. Much like hair and fingernails, they ultimately just become part of one’s body. But really, they’re much more than that. They’re more than part of a body, they represent part of one’s story.

This morning, I read Philippians chapter four for the first time in several years. Initially, that was the chapter that inspired me to get “Hakuna Matata” written on my skin. There’s a line in that chapter that tells people to not worry, but to pray instead, not only asking God for what you need, but also thanking God for all one has, ultimately leading to ultimate peace. I think it helps put life into perspective when we can focus on all we have been Given and be grateful for it, while simultaneously knowing how we are Provided for in our need and worry.

I think there’s a lot of truth in that, and today, I’m thanking God for the reminder of why I have that tattoo on my left arm. I’m also asking God for the discipline and drive I need to continue typing these words. And in that, I am finding peace.

-Cliff
Cliff’s Note:
No worries, just prayers.