Jesus

The sweetest sounding name.

The name that changes everything.

The name that makes my heart skip a beat.

The name that is now tattooed on my body, forever.

 

 

 

WHAT!? I got a tattoo?!?!  I know what you may be thinking – “Well, that’s kind of a weird tattoo to get.”, “Bailey, what the heck did you do? That’s on your body forever!” or you may think it’s the coolest thing. Where ever your opinion fits, let me explain. Not so you can tell me whether it was a good choice or a bad choice, but to let you in on part of my beautiful story with Jesus.

I wrote a blog the first month I was in El Salvador about my experience falling in love with Jesus (Falling in Love in El Salvador). This wasn’t just a week long love, it has lasted months now. I am still head over heels in love with Jesus. That one experience has changed the course of my life: it’s overwhelmed my being and over taken my thoughts. In the past, my heart has been tossed between boys. I’ve longed to be loved and cared for by a boy since before I could remember; it’s always been what I’m consumed with. When I met Jesus in a new way a few months ago, He changed me. Jesus put together my broken heart that has been passed around. He showed me what true love looks like and how I’ve been chasing it in all the wrong place. He showed me that He was the one for me now and He would allow the perfect man to step in when it was time.

Since then, I have been fascinated by Jesus. I love to read about His life in the Bible! The words He spoke were so powerful. The miracles He did are inspiring. His honesty with God and those around Him are eye opening. His grace, His love, His goodness, His faithfulness, His influence – it’s all incredible to me. I. Am. Fascinated.

I also crave intimacy with Jesus. I want to hear His voice among the many I hear. I want to feel His presence surrounding me daily. I want to see His direction above my own. I want Jesus to be intertwined in my day, to be the reason I wake up in the morning, to be the reason I speak to people. I crave for my life to be used solely for the glorification of God: both bringing Him glory and basking in His glory. I want to live life with Him and I want to live a life FOR Him. I want to proclaim His goodness around the world, so others may find the freedom and sweet bliss of knowing Him like I do.  I want my heart to beat for Him & Him alone.

 

So why did I get His name tattooed?    

It serves the simple purpose of reminders:

I belong to Him

I want to be more like Him

 I have Him with me, always.

I cannot run away from Him

I cannot deny Him

And..I love Him.

Oh, the last reason: tattoos are forever. My relationship with Jesus is forever. I have made the decision for the rest of my life to follow and belong to Him.

Ultimately, this is the name of who I follow wholeheartedly. Jesus is everything to me. He is the reason I am breathing and the reason I do what I do. Without Him, I am nothing.

 

Now here are some pictures!

Thanks for reading (:

Much Love, 

Bailey