There aren’t many times you want to be name-called during a Facebook argument. This was one! Let me explain.
During a disagreement through a Facebook comments thread, one of my opponents attempted to politely direct his arguments to me by writing my name in his comments. Except he didn’t. In almost every comment he mentioned me, he used “Olivia.”
Refresher! My name is not, and never has been, never will be “Olivia.”
I can understand that he probably read the first couple of letters of my name and filled in the rest. Olivia is a lot more popular name than Olive (which is the very reason my parents named me with a unique name).
I didn’t correct him, thinking it would happen once. When he used “Olivia” three more times, yeah, that kinda irritated me. Not majorly, but it drove home the refresher of how important names are…especially in the Bible.
God often renamed people in the Old Testament depending on His plans for them. In the new Testament, the mute Zachariah’s tongue was unloosed only after he re-established that the son of his old age would be named John as the angel foretold. Lucifer was renamed after he sinned. In Philippians, Paul writes that after dying and rising again, God exalted Jesus and gave him which is above every name. God even names the stars.
Recently, I finished reading Revelation and it ends with this beautiful promise as it talks about heaven: “No longer will there by anything accursed, but the throne of God and of the lamb will be in it, and his servants will worship Him. They will see His face, and His name will be on their foreheads.” (22:3-4)
Okay, so it doesn’t sound all that exciting, but it can’t not be thrilling. We will have the very name of the Great Almighty on us, showing that we belong to Him. It will show that we belong to the Creator…the I Am of eternity. There is only one. Even if your name is popular, the name you’ll have on your forehead for everlasting will be the unique name of the only true and living God.
For that kind of promise as a believer, I think I can deal with being called Olivia every once in a while. God knows my name, it’s been written in the Lamb’s book of Life and that is all that matters.