Meaning of Your Name
Have you, at a point in life, wonders what your name means?
Name is an identity, something that's very closely related to you. Everyone recognize you by your name, and it's very, very important.
For example, my Chinese name includes a letter than means "bright", as in clever.
My sisters and I were named almost impulsively by my father. He doesn't even know why he named us this way, but I'm glad he did, because the meaning of our names were truly amazing. Something that made me behold the greatness of God even more.
God is known as many things, but some of them are: the Prince of Peace (Jehovah Shalom), and the God who Lives (Allah yang Hidup).
My little sister's name, when searched in some baby names' sites, is a Spanish name meaning pretty one. This is not relevant, at the moment.
My older sister's name is a Greek name meaning Peace. She's happy with her name because it's closely related to the Prince of Peace.
While my name, is a Latin/French name meaning Alive. Mine is closely related to the God who Lives.
I used to hate my name. I always thought of why I was given such a ridiculous name, while there were still many better sounding names. But now that I know the true meaning of my name (although I am pretty sure my father wasn't aware of the meaning of the name, but my Father was), I love my name :D
The point of this post?
Just marveling at how great coincidences in my life are
Name is an identity, something that's very closely related to you. Everyone recognize you by your name, and it's very, very important.
For example, my Chinese name includes a letter than means "bright", as in clever.
My sisters and I were named almost impulsively by my father. He doesn't even know why he named us this way, but I'm glad he did, because the meaning of our names were truly amazing. Something that made me behold the greatness of God even more.
God is known as many things, but some of them are: the Prince of Peace (Jehovah Shalom), and the God who Lives (Allah yang Hidup).
My little sister's name, when searched in some baby names' sites, is a Spanish name meaning pretty one. This is not relevant, at the moment.
My older sister's name is a Greek name meaning Peace. She's happy with her name because it's closely related to the Prince of Peace.
While my name, is a Latin/French name meaning Alive. Mine is closely related to the God who Lives.
I used to hate my name. I always thought of why I was given such a ridiculous name, while there were still many better sounding names. But now that I know the true meaning of my name (although I am pretty sure my father wasn't aware of the meaning of the name, but my Father was), I love my name :D
The point of this post?
Just marveling at how great coincidences in my life are