Have you ever researched the meaning of your “born” name? The name you are called on a daily basis? Maybe it’s the name on your birth certificate or a nickname you have had since goodness knows when.
Just me? Ok. Maybe it’s because my name isn’t ordinary. Or because I get asked a number of questions about my name constantly.
Or maybe I’m the only one who has thought…hmmmm…does this name fit me? Is it an indication of my personality?
January. It only ever ranked in the top 1000 baby names of the year since that rankings inception in 1978 at…wait for it. 639. Out of 1000. No surprise. I was born in 1978. This was right around the time a movie, with a character of the same name was made. Guess the novelty wore off, because it never ranked on that list again.
However, it did rank among the top names to make fun of during my school-age years. Along with my maiden name, now made famous by a country singer, known more for her legs than her easy to poke fun at last name.
Then Andrew brought Simon to meet Jesus. Looking intently at Simon, Jesus said, “Your name is Simon, son of John-but you will be called Cephus (which means Peter).” John 1:42
While my parents may have given me this unique, easy to make fun of name, like Simon, who received his own new name; I was given a number of new names when I accepted Christ.
Though my father may have picked my middle name, and had much to do with that now made famous last name, my heavenly Father gave me a new name when I entered His family.
I may be January to all who greet me. But I am more than just an earthly name to God.
I am chosen. I am royalty. I am beloved. Set apart. Victorious. Forgiven.
I am who He says I am.