My first name means “princess”. Those who know me well would probably laugh at how that “shoe fits”. The meaning of a princess has changed with time though. Of course, it used to carry a sense of entitlement with all of the royal treatment I deserved. Today, it’s more of a sense of position…appointed to serve. Remember the movie “Robin Hood - Prince of Thieves” with Kevin Costner? The character of Maid Marion captured what a princess means to me…a kingdom representative with a responsibility to steward what is given.
My middle name means “consecrated to God”. I haven’t always understood that meaning. Further study at one point revealed an expounding to mean “belonging to God”, but it was actually an uncle of mine who researched more of the Hebrew origin of the name to reveal its fullness. It means “belonging to the God who is more than enough for me”. That has been a needed reminder in my life…a promise that I actually rehearse when things feel out of control.
My negative self-naming has revolved around quantity of worth or burden. Bad decisions in my past and rejections and reactions of others have offered terrible confirmations. I’ve either been “not enough” or “too much”. How else could I explain the things that didn’t work out unless it meant a flaw in my own self? Man, I’ve been cruel and shaming with those false names. My own worst enemy.
God doesn’t agree with those negatives though. He often reminds me so. He calls me an “original”. He reminds me that He is more than enough for me. I’m learning the dance moves from Him as we waltz through this life together.
What did your name study reveal?
