I feel a name is a one word benediction, a calling into form a spirit into life.
The Bible is full of examples of God moving in the lives of His children - charging them with their strength traits, re-naming them to a new purpose. As I read, I can't help but yearn for this re-naming from the Spirit, an intimate anointing from the Creator.
While lingering on this, I hear Him say,
"but I have re-named you. I continue to guide you to repurpose of life.
First, you were called daughter, sister, and friend. You grew into these names. You learned to trust, learned to depend, learned to listen, learned the discipline of loyalty.
You have since been named wife. In this has been growth, a need to discard selfish ways, to bend but not break, to speak love into one who has called you to himself.
This purpose has made way to your name of Mother. No greater name has been given, no greater challenge than to love others more than yourself. In this name you will learn devotion, strength, humility and grace."
I carry with me the re-naming of the Spirit. And even still, I carry names He has called me always, whispered into my deepest self. Names that pacify my longings, my lonely depths of despair...for he calls me
"...for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine." - Isaiah 43:1