On the flight from Provo to LAX, a scrawny redheaded gal in a hot pink hoodie that said “Buckle Up Buttercup / You Just Flipped My Bitch Switch” was also wearing a tattoo on the left side of the back of her neck. “Faith,” it said in a flowy script, then below and at right angles, “Jeremiah 29:11.”
I looked up Jeremiah 29:11 on my phone. Here it is:
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.
I don't even know why I found that neck tattoo so comforting. Christ plays in ten thousand places. Thanks, redhead.