I had a temporary tattoo once. It looked real and it was fun for a while. Then it faded away.
The word “temporary” has been floating in and out of my head the last few weeks.
The last few months have been one of those “seasons” of life that has not been easy. For several reasons I have quit taking my antidepressant of 16 years. Eleven weeks completely off today.
I have been to several doctors and had tests for some physical issues I have been dealing with for several years, worse of late. No answers from any of them.
Then I went to my amazing chiropractor, who practices “active release therapy” and “dry needling.’ The first doctor to say he could help me! Yes, I cried. And even during therapy a little pain…but I knew it was “temporary.”
As I dealt with “withdrawal” symptoms, “temporary.” As I often wake up with a new ache or pain, I hear it again.
Pain in this world is temporary. Happiness in our lives is temporary. We are always wanting the next thing to make us happy, or make us feel better.
But we might be looking the wrong direction. I have decided to refocus on the eternal. This is everlasting. I have decided to refocus on what is within me…Christ, and HIS hope eternal.
I am not alone in this. He confirmed it over and over with His word and confirmation from my friend and mentor one morning last week.
Everything here is temporary dear friends. That does not mean it is not to be enjoyed. Nor does it mean that our pain is not real….it just means it is not forever.
And for that I am ever so grateful.
Now wonder if I can find a good tattoo artist locally?