I'm old enough now to know who I am as far as committal of my skin, which is the largest organ of the body, to pigments impressed into it with rapid action needles. I've never wanted a tattoo. I do see people out and about with them and if they are works of art they're pretty in that respect. I've also seen prison tat's on people and those are not attractive in the least. And yet they too tell a story.
For me, living my life is enough to open opportunity to witness to the seeker. This world isn't like it was in first century. There's not one person in the U.S. who can say they've never heard of nor had the opportunity to at least see something related to the faith.
Churches abound, television features ministry programs as does radio, and there are websites that pop just for the random keyword one may use in a search engine that is closely related to the faith. Opportunity to find Christ is even had on forums dedicated to atheism believe it or not. No pun intended. Because the foremost topic under discussion in those type places is largely that of Christianity.
For me, I don't believe a scripture inked on my person would serve to deliver the message of the Lord to the seeker. I'd have to then answer someone who is even slightly aware of scripture when they ask, should I have a tattoo depicting Christian religious imagery, how I consolidate that with Leviticus 19:28.
I think I'm to live the example of faith in action. If that causes inquiry as to my faith so be it and then I can avail myself of that invitation to speak of Jesus and the faith.
Do you want to know what's really odd though about doing good things for people just because that's who I am ? When I've done so I've had those same people that I've helped out return to say thank you, again, and hand me a bible track or a little red cover New Testament.
The roles then reversed. They somehow imagined my good "works" were evidence I needed to hear the good news.
Imagine then if I did those same things with a scripture or a bible or a cross or some other Christian graven image inked onto my flesh. Would they offer that tract still? Or that little red cover New Testament? Or rather would their seeing that ink cause them to remind me of Leviticus 19:28?
People are odd when we're first told to believe we're made in the image and likeness of God the Father of us all.
It's why we need saving.