Forgive me. I don’t know your name or what it means. Do you?

All of our children are called names that mean something precious to us.

My name, Emma, means various things like “Healer”, “Whole’ and “Completed.” I LOVE that! If ever I could just sit down and in three words explain what I want to do with my life I need to look no further than my own name!

Praise God!

I think one of the saddest names in all of scripture is the name Ichabod. This name means ‘The glory of the Lord has departed.” in other words, “God has left the building!”
WHAT a name to call a child!! What a sadness and a fear and depression must have rested then!

I can remember when we were young we had a friend staying with us from Africa who shared that people from his tribe called their children the worst names they could think to ward off evil spirits. So it would be common to call a child “Vomit,” or “Death”… (Imagine trying to write that on a CV sometime?!)

Names are vital because they give us a sense of what the family are thinking and who they are. I can remember smiling hard when I met a little girl called Tuesday. I asked her why she was called Tuesday and her reply was thus, “I was born on a wednesday but me mum couldn’t spell it.” Priceless my friends!

If you know someone’s name you can call them in the playground or across the street and get their attention.
Friends, you and I know the name of Jesus! There is NO other name by which we can be saved. There is no other name by which dead men are raised, blind men can see, deaf people can hear and lame can walk! There is no other name that makes demons flee, waters part, thunders roll and storms subside. There is a great deal in that name of names.

Jeshua. Immanuel. Counsellor. Prince of Peace. Everlasting Father. You know them. You can call them!
Call on the name of Jesus today. Call Him! Call His name! Shout His name! Whisper HIs name! Cry His name!
HE WILL HEAR!