“Annngelllaah”. My grandmother, ‘Mom Reinking’, is the only one who ever called me by my given name consistently. I loved hearing her drawing out the love-saturated syllables. Slow. Careful. I can hear her voice now.
Beloved, your name sets you apart. It has been appointed to you by The Everlasting Father. For others, your name triggers memories. It stirs them in the thought of you…your Divinely given individuality, your traits, your unique personality. For some a name defines the outdoors, nature, hunter. For others, air, sky, sunlight, trees. For others, music, tone, sound. For others, color, form, shadows, paint, clay. For some, paper, pencils, books fill satisfaction.
The sound of a name pulls to mind the soul of another – their walk, their dance, their peace, their past and future. Each of us has God-Breathed nutrition for our soul.
Your Divinely appointed name tells your story in Him.
Ponder that a while.
‘But God said, Sarah your wife shall bear you a son indeed,
and you shall call his name Isaac [laughter];
and I will establish My covenant or solemn pledge with him for an everlasting covenant and with his posterity after him.’
(Genesis 17:19 AMP)