HE KNOWS MY NAME

Several months ago, Ron and I moved from Bullitt County to Boyle County. With the exception of a few acquaintances we’d met over the years due to The Woody Series, we arrived knowing nobody. Every day brings about meeting new people, making new friends, and learning a new place. Thankfully, Ron and I both love meeting new people – and we make friends easily.  From the first person we met on the day we moved here to the person we met about 8 hours ago, we have done one important thing. We have written down their name. If you open the Notes app on our iPhone you will see a list of about 18 people. I also try to write something down about that particular person.

Diane – Mail Carrier

Katrina – Postmistress with 2 little girls

Rodney – Owns farm across road and deathly afraid of snakes

Frankie – Farmer and hay cutter; looks like Si on Duck Dynasty; talks about his 2 kids

I met Katrina the first time I went to the Post Office to mail a shipment of books. The following week, prior to walking in the post office, I opened up my notes and reviewed her name. When I walked inside and called her by name, she looked at me and smiled. I noticed her eyes sparkled. The fact I had remembered (albeit with a little help) and called her by name made an impact on her. It showed her she was important.

On the flip side, a few weeks ago, Ron and I were eating at the little café (that happens to be in a gas station) by our house, when Marvin, a man we had met a few weeks earlier, entered. “Hey Ron! Hey Leigh Anne!” he said the moment he walked in the door. It was such a good feeling knowing this man knew our name. Now, maybe he had written it down too, but we didn’t care. All we cared about was that someone knew us. We felt loved and cared for. We felt like we belonged.

THE SWEETEST SOUND

In the self-help book, How to Win Friends and Influence People (1936), Dale Carnegie lists 6 ways to make friends. “Remember that a person’s name is, to that person, the sweetest and most important sound in any language.” He states that people will pay large amounts of money to have a building named after themselves. Case in point, this May, the news broke that Kroger would pay a reported 1.9 million over a period of 12 years for naming rights to the football stadium. After 44 years, Commonwealth Stadium has now become Kroger Field.

Names are important to God. When He created the universe, He named everything. He named the stars, the creatures, the birds, and He named man and woman. He knows our name. I love the first verse in Isaiah 43.  I have called you by name and you are mine.

He knows my name – and he calls me by it.

HIS NAMES FOR ME

Not only did God give me one name, He gave me several names.

1.       He calls me “His child.”  - What love the Father has given to us that we should be called Children of God… (1st John 3:16)

2.       He calls me “His friend.”  - I no longer call you servants… Instead I have called you friends. (John 15:15)

3.       He calls me “His handiwork.”   - For we are God’s handiwork… (Ephesians 2:10)

4.       He calls me “His heir.” – Now if we are children, then we are heirs – heirs of God… (Romans 8:17)

5.       He calls me “His treasure.” – God has chosen you to be His people, His treasured possession. (Deuteronomy 7:6)

As Ron and I meet people, we will continue to make it a point to learn – and use – each person’s name. We want each one to remember he or she is a child of God, His friend, His handiwork, His heir, His treasure. Christ bought us. We belong to Him. Therefore, we must wear His name with honor. And one day, if He finds us acceptable in His sight, He will give us yet another name. He will call us His good and faithful servant.