My name has been an issue for me all of my life. My Mother told me that my name was not her first choice. She wanted to name me Elaine. When I was born, my Dad told the family that my name would most probably be Sandra (Sandy for short). I never actually heard how my parents worked this issue out, but there is no doubt that my Dad won. The fact that my Mom wanted another name for me, has affected how I felt about it. When I was a teenager, my Grandmother named her last dog Sandy (my grandmother was getting old and the dog was a sandy color), but still – really Grandma? Put these facts together and it is easy to understand why I have never liked my name.
All my life, I wish I had a feminine. pretty name – any name other than the one I have. When I started to work professionally, I used my formal name, Sandra – somehow it sounded more qualified. But to most people, I am simply Sandy.
Soon, I will celebrate another birthday – the day when my name was given. But before I was even born, God knew me and what my name would be. He knew the gifts and interests I would have. He created me to be able to talk to anyone about anything, to have a strong emotional intelligence and most of all He knew that I would be His.
How interesting that Sandra means man’s helper. One of my strongest passions is using my gifts of discernment and care as a Biblical Life Coach. It appears that God knew that my name would fit me quite well. One more beloved gift from God, is that I now have a granddaughter named Elaina. I know that my Mom would be very pleased with her great granddaughter’s name!!
Sandra – Sandy – Snicklefritz (which is what my Dad did call me as a little girl) or my middle name (which my husband sometimes calls me) all that truly matters is that my name is known and engraved on the palm of my Savior.
“See, I have written your name on the palms of my hands.” Isaiah 49:16 (NLT)
“But now, this is what the Lord says—He who created you, Jacob, He who formed you, Israel:
Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine.” Isaiah 43:1
He knows my name ~ He knows my every thought ~ He sees each tear that falls ~ and hears me when I call (from the song He knows my Name)