WAY back when I was a kid, there were supposedly only two kinds of people who had tattoos, men who had experienced lost weekends while serving in the military, and a few of the women who had “entertained” those men on such weekends. In nearly every case, the person later regretted having the tattoo(s) as they got older and more conservative in their thinking, and as the tattoos began to run or fade and to look ugly. None wanted their children or grandchildren to follow their example. In essence, tattoos were a sign of a seamy, immoral life—an indication that a person either came from (or had spent some time on) the wrong side of the tracks. Many a businessman spent his adult life wearing long sleeves to cover up the evidence of his youthful misadventures. Many a career suffered due to the appearance of a marked forearm or bicep on the tennis court or on the links. Such things may seem unfair, perhaps, but life is usually best for those who make the best decisions.
Today, tattoos are supposedly acceptable at all levels of society, though I have yet to hear of Queen Elizabeth or even Hillary Clinton getting a skull and cross-bones or a zombie inked onto their tush. Of course it’s usually those who already have them who are trying to convince us of their current lack of stigma. Rock stars, movie stars, news anchors and others in the generally left-leaning media sport more ink every day it seems. One of the most popular shows on TV, I’ve been told, concerns a couple of formerly beautiful young women who’ve forever ruined their appearance by turning their bodies into morbid and satanic comic-strips of sorts, by tattooing nearly every inch of their skin with what they call “art”.
I’ve seen what tattoos can look like 20, 40 or even 60 years after the fact. It’s not a pretty sight. The matter was even joked about in Reader’s Digest a few years ago when a gaggle of older ladies was noticing a buxom young woman in a restaurant sporting a rose tattooed on her breast. One remarked that in a few years, it would be a “long-stemmed rose”. Granted, the only real mention of tattooing in the Bible is Leviticus 19:28 where it admonishes believers (Jews at that time) not to mark their bodies in mourning. However, if God didn’t want people marking their bodies out of grief, why would anyone think that He’d okay it for entertainment or decoration? Like every subject, you can find sites pro and con should you decide to do an internet search on the matter, but below are listed a few sites that I thought made good points against the practice. If you’re considering putting some ink under your skin, I hope you’ll read them.
Something else to think about, a young man that I work with recently got a new tattoo and had a sore arm for a while. That same young man often borrows a few dollars from me before payday. I wonder why he runs out of money so often; could it be that he spends his money foolishly? For the answer, check out Isaiah 55:2. © 2010