The Right Name

Getting the right name attached to the right person isn't always an easy thing to do. Many times I've found myself stuttering over my kid's names which makes me sound real smart (not) because their names all start with a vowel. My favorite, though, is when my dad called me 'Salchi', who was our dog--and had died ten years before! I still get a good laugh out of that! (LoL --Sorry, Dad...kinda.)

As parents, many of us stumble over names. But we always know who we're meaning, even if the kids don't, or they roll their eyes at us, or pretend they don't know who we're talking about. I think it's just part of human nature to stumble over names and to even forget them.

But you know, it's not part of God's nature. He gets the right name with the right person every single time.

I have called you by name; you are Mine! ~Isaiah 43:1

How often has your brain had a power flicker and you haven't been able to remember someone's name? That never happens to God! Of all the many millions of people throughout history, He knows your name. He knows my name. Wow!

Not only does He know our names, (and get the correct name the first time around), but He knows all the minute details about us that we don't know ourselves.

But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Therefore do not fear; you are of more value than many sparrows. ~Matthew 10:30-31

That number is always fluctuating, yet God knows it. He cares about knowing it, and we don't have to worry about Him forgetting.

How many times have you written a note to yourself on your hand? Maybe not recently, but I see teens do it all the time. When I roll my eyes at them, they just shrug and remind me that it'll wash off. When Jesus rose from the dead, He kept His nail scars. Those scars won't wash off.

Behold, I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands; ~Isaiah 46:16

In our humanness, we constantly forget things, even important things that we've written down and made note of. God's given us a physical reminder that He won't ever forget us: He's inscribed us on the palm of His hand. He won't grow old and forget what He's told us or where He's placed us. He won't develop Alzheimer's. He won't forget us. Ever.

Heavenly Father, thank You so much for inscribing us on Your hands. For knowing every little detail about us and yet still loving us. Thank You for knowing our names! What an awesome God You are!

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  1. That's a good post!!!

  2. That verse from Isaiah is one of my VERY favorites - and what an awesome reminder! Thanks, dear.

  3. Hee,Hee...I blend my kids' names together. So, Grace and Anna became Grayanna. The worst one was Micah and Abel, becoming M-abel ! Poor Abel; we also called him Corky, the dog's name, half the time.

    When I taught at school, I found myself calling my students by my own children's names.

    So, glad God knows my name!

  4. Great post. I believe that not only does He know my name, He named me.... My name so fits who I am...
    It amazes me sometimes when I think of it all. Because when I was born my parents were expecting a boy. They didn't have any girl names picked out. For three days I lay in the hospital bassinet as "baby girl Hobbs"... and then one day a name came to my parents. "Julie"..... He named me that day.

    I am new to your blog. It's nice to meet you. I am a writer at the Cafe. I enjoyed your post today there.

    Oh and my mom used to struggle with our names too and one day she called my brother Schatze, the dog's name.... So you are not alone... : )

    Have a blessed day,


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