DRUMROLL….I found my OLW this week! I have waited patiently for it to arrive and show itself. It appeared quietly, wondering why I hadn’t noticed it before this.
It is simple in size but has a big heart. It is playful, but not overbearing. It comes in many resplendent colors and is simple and solemn, in its standard black. Maybe you are thinking that this fifty-something is venturing into ‘tat land‘, I am not. I do admire the intricate and colorful ink masterpieces I have seen while riding the sub-way to Chicago. Sometimes I stare, and sometimes I will comment about how I love the artwork on another’s chest or arm. I digress here, a bit, but I do think that there is also something magical about ink on a page of paper. I want to create. I want to ink.
Today at church our pastor talked about planning our calendars using ink. Placing important details in ink, not pencil. Those important things gave me pause this morning. Yes, I want to carve out time to talk to God every day. It will be inked daily on my calendar. Yes, I want to carve out time daily to write. It also will be inked on my calendar. I wish to create time to do new things…find antiques, cross-country ski, and learn more about birds. These things will be inked throughout the year as I plan two months at a time. I will also continue to ink fitness in, even though it has become a habit. Unless I ink it in, there are no guarantees that it won’t be erased as my life, every once in a while, seems to crowd out even some of my ingrained habits.
Ink is not easily erased, it can be scratched out, but I hate the way that looks. I hate the way that feels inside. Ink can get messy sometimes, I will need to learn how to be content with that. Some won’t understand why I feel this need to leave a mark where there wasn’t one before. This year I will ink.
PS Fix these words of mine in your hearts and minds; tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. Deuteronomy 11:18 …his word, is the word I want to ink in 2015.