Scripture Tattoo

On the cuff of that last tattoo blog, I recently traveled to Dallas and back. On the last leg of the flight I overheard this young woman (mid 20s) talking about how she wanted to get a tatoo. She really couldn't stop talking about it. And unfortunately I was in the worst possible place: too close to block it out and too far away to engage her and influence her discussion.

Side note: if you ever want to stop someone from talking, never underestimate the power of a creepy man. All I had to do was ask a couple questions like: 'Hey I like tattoos, where are you going to put it?' Or maybe 'Hey my friend does tattoos. I bet he would be willing to work you a deal,' swiftly followed up by a wink. Creepy can be a curse or a gift.

Anyhoo, she went on and on about her friends who had them. How large or small they were. Mainly she spoke about putting this tattoo on her back. It's impossible for me to want to be some place else more than at that moment. While I'm stuck on a plane after three hours of unexpected layover, nothing but the weather channel being broadcast because I wouldn't pay the $5.95 for 80 minutes of cable, and tattoo girl won't quit talking.

Then there was the idea of scripture. She kept on saying scripture. Now I'm not anti-scripture. In fact I'm quite for it. But if that was the only word I knew for God's word it might seem that I didn't know very much about 'scripture.'
"I'm thinking of putting a scripture on my shoulder. What do you think?"
It seems like scripture would be so neat to have.
Some sort of scripture
scripture would be cool
I swear, if there weren't Federal laws about threatening people on a plane...
So at the end of the flight, I did the only thing I could. I told her I couldn't help but over hear her and made a 'scripture' suggestion. Job 8:2.
I told her from what I could tell, it applied to her.

Man. Scripture memorization really came in handy that time.

"How long will you say such things? Your words are a blustering wind."