If you don't know the prayer here it is:
Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood, as to understand;
to be loved, as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.
I need to be what God has called me to be. I need to be the opposite of what this world has to offer. Even if my tattoos are "ignorable" at this point in my life, they are a reminder of what I've been called to. A pursuit of holiness and helpfulness. I want to be a light in the darkness to point others to the hope that is only found in Christ. My tattoo is a nice little reminder that when I start to complain about how terrible the world is, it's not up to someone else. It's up to me. Not because I'm awesome, but because I serve an awesome God.