God Knows My Name
By Amy Gentry
“And I will give to each one a white stone,
and on the stone will be engraved a new name that no one understands except the
one who receives it.” (Rev. 2:17)
A couple of years ago, a friend and I were discussing
this passage which had just appeared in our daily bible reading that day. Revelations was hard for us to wade through,
so we were taking the journey together.
A word phrase hit us both upside the head; we got all excited as we
pondered, “a new name.” What did God
mean that He would one day give each of us a new name? One that no one else
would understand except for Him? What
would it be? A fruit of the Spirit? Perhaps a character trait? Maybe a Greek or Hebrew name or a name with
Latin roots? Will I even be able to
pronounce it?
Even Isaiah 65:15 says the LORD, “…will call his true servants by
another name.”
I believe His Word and know that one day He will give
me another name that will only be known or understood by me just like He said
in Revelations, but for today – for now- Lord- give me a new name. I prayed and asked the Lord to tell me what
my new name would be.
Overtime God revealed to me my new name. And just like the verse in Revelations, I
wrote it on a white rock and that rock sits on the headboard of my bed. Every night I go to sleep with that name over
my head.
This new name means so much to me, more than I ever
thought possible. I’ve heard the word in
song lyrics, in sermons, in bible readings… and my ears always perk up. But this name is special to me because it is
a term of closeness, a name of intimacy.
The Lord knew that this name would be a comfort to me because He knew
that I had a love tank that was depleting that only He could fill. God is the source of my comfort and by just
saying the new name to myself – He speaks to me.
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