
The following is a devotional I wrote 6 years ago.
Fawn1 / fôn / n. 1 deer in its first year 2 light yellowish brown---adj.
Fawn2 v. 1 behave servively (of or like a slave) 2 show extreme affection [OE]
Have you ever considered how your name has an immediate impact on the person you are or will become? Read several articles or books, and they will all tell you to choose your child's name carefully. There are websites that can analyze your name and provide you with your astrological chart. They have publications that can characterize you based solely on the meaning or letters in your name.
When I was a teenager, my cousin and I used to play a game in which we would write a boy's whole name with our name, assign numbers to the letters, and then add the numbers to ours. The sum of the numbers informs you whether or not the boy "loved" you. It's funny how we play games as youngsters, never realizing that there is always some truth in error. Don't misunderstand me. I'm not claiming the children's game was perfect, but the notion was there---what's in a name?
Who am I, you ask?
That is an excellent question---I could never answer that question for myself until recently. For years, I battled to define myself. I was always finding a way to become what people required of me. My life, like many others, has been littered with tragedy and disappointment; I believe what matters is how you cope with that tragedy and disappointment. My mother died when I was 11 years old; my paternal grandmother died when I was 18; my paternal grandfather died when I was 21; my father died when I was 26; and my maternal grandmother died when I was 27. A portion of me would die with each of these deaths, and a part of me would be reborn. Life truly is survival of the fittest, and you either move on or life moves on without you, as I discovered from experience.
After battling depression for four years, low self-esteem for five years, and God for seven years. I eventually realized that who I am as a person does not have to measure up to what people expect of me. I learned that I am a brilliantly constructed, elegantly designed, and carefully designed child of God! I learned that my faith was what nourished and brought me through every valley in my life. I recognized that God was actually a gracious and merciful God. I also understood that God's plan is always meaningful, and it is up to you to be willing to let him show you his plan so you can grasp the past, present, and future.
As humans, we have a tendency to limit God and what he can achieve for us.
So I'll conclude by asking the question I began with: "What's in a name?" Well, there is comfort in a name, love in a name, strength in a name, courage in a name, peace in a name, patience in a name, determination in a name, success in a name, and most importantly, POWER in a name.
Whatever your name is, remember that you are a child of God and that in his name, you can do anything. So, whether you call him God, Allah, Yahweh, Abba, Jehovah-Jireh, Jehovah-Nissi, Jehovah-shalom, Jehovah-Shammah, or Jehovah-tsidkenu, never fail to call him.
Fawn, thank you for today's magnificently written post Several years ago I found out the meaning of my own name and was astounded by how accurately it fits my persona. My father gave me this name, much to my mother's objection, and I don't think he had any idea of it's true meaning. Your post is a reminder of how all of our steps are ordered by God, even before our very existence.
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