Let’s Try Beginning With My Name

{Updated on September 22, 2016}

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https://i2.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/a/6/b/5/13292534221141226963Brown%20and%20Cream%20Colored%20Cat.svg.thumb.png   {I’m including this video clip from the old movie, “Romeo and Juliet” not because I’m promoting Shakespeare[which wouldn’t be a bad thing], but because the first miracle I’m going to write about has to do with how I got my first name.  Meow.}

 

 https://i2.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/a/6/b/5/13292534221141226963Brown%20and%20Cream%20Colored%20Cat.svg.thumb.png{I think that’s Norma Shearer–She did a pretty good job as Juliet–let’s give her a hand!      https://i0.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/d/U/T/u/U/1/clapping-th.png }    

https://i2.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/a/6/b/5/13292534221141226963Brown%20and%20Cream%20Colored%20Cat.svg.thumb.png     I’ve been thinking about where to start expounding on the miracles I’ve witnessed in my own life, and I guess the best way to approach this is to go back…back…back–way back, near to the beginning of my life, and proceed from there.   I think I’ll start with how I ended up with my first name, which is Christine.  And, how surprised I was to find this out.  Now, this might not seem like it qualifies as a miracle, but think about it, and I’m sure you’ll come to the same conclusion I did–that it most definitely had to be!

 https://i0.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/w/3/I/7/B/c/coin-money-th.png {“A penny for your thoughts”}   When I was in the third grade, there was this one girl who was one of the more popular girls in our class.  Her name was Penelope, and Penny was her nickname.  I was extremely shy, so found it hard to mix in with the other girls, but I wanted to so badly.  It seemed as though all I ever heard all day long at school, was “Penny” this, and “Penny” that, and she was always the center of everyone’s attention.  “Penny” and I even ended up having a crush on the same third grade boy in another class room. Unfortunately for me, because I never stood a chance, with it being Penny as the only little girl anyone could see, including him!

 https://i0.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/o/j/B/Y/s/e/mother-with-baby-th.png     Finally, one day I ran home from school nearly in tears, so distressed over it all.  My mom, who was newly divorced, so had taken my 2 year old brother and me to live with our grandparents not too long before my sister was born, was actually home from work that afternoon.  As I burst into my grandparent’s living room all upset, my mother asked me what was wrong.  I blurted out, while not even trying to hold back the tears, “Why isn’t my name Penelope, so I could be called Penny?!  Why does it have to be Christine?!”  To me, my first name sounded like ‘breaking glass’ when I heard it, whereas Penelope’s nickname sounded so great when said out loud–‘Penny’–plus, thanks to her great nickname, to me it seemed like all the other kids flocked to be around her.  I found that I wasn’t even welcome to be in her group, thanks to the fact that she and the others knew I had a crush on the same boy that ‘Penny’ did.  So, I was the class outcast, or at least it seemed that way to me!  As my mother took in all that I was blurting out, and as she tried to calm me down, she decided to tell me exactly how I ended up being named “Christine”. 

  https://i2.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/T/D/K/B/K/Q/girlz-talk-th.png     It seemed that she and her best girlfriend were expecting their first babies almost at the very same time.  She told me that they had two names picked out that they both wanted to name their first born if they had a girl.  One name was Penelope, their favored choice, and the other one was Christine, which was their second choice.  Neither would give up wanting “Penelope”, so they decided that they needed to flip a coin to find out which one of them could have first pick, since they didn’t want both of their little girls to have the same first name.  My mom lost the coin toss, so her girlfriend chose Penelope.  My mom didn’t say it this way, but she was stuck with having to name her baby “Christine”, if she had a girl.

https://i2.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/0/1/9/1/1197103642128726602papapishu_Baby_girl_lying.svg.thumb.png     As it turned out, my mom had me first.  That meant that, since I was a girl, my mom was obliged to name me “Christine”, which left “Penelope” for her girlfriend to use.  However, the ironic thing is that her girlfriend had a boy,  https://i1.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/d/3/4/e/1197103653236913721papapishu_Baby_boy_lying.svg.thumb.png  ,    so the name “Penelope” was never used by either one of them! 

 https://i1.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/e/d/3/7/1195437603301705135hairymnstr_nativity.svg.thumb.png    Not only was the irony not lost on me as I listened to my mother explain all of that, I also realized how special a thing it had been for me to end up with my name.  Mom also tried to reassure me that my nicknames, which are ‘Chrissie’, and ‘Chris’, were every bit as endearing as ‘Penny’, and, to her and my grandparents, they were even more so.  After she finished explaining all of that to me, I stopped crying, and decided to stop wishing that she’d named me anything other than what she had.  However, it wasn’t until after I’d become a Christian, that I found out what my first name meant, and how absolutely special it’s meaning would turn out to be.  “Christine” is the feminine form of “Christopher”, and they both mean “Follower of Christ”!

 https://i0.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/8/2/8/a/1197104033407185997papapishu_Baby_girl_sitting.svg.thumb.png    Not only did that endear my own first name to me even more than mom’s explanation, it finally brought home to me just how amazing it all had really been.  Because, through that coin toss, it made it obvious that it had been God who was in control of it all, and His choice for me had been “Christine”.  I know God https://i2.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/Q/A/I/K/3/J/faith-arise-th.png  is in control of all things in His creation, and nothing happens by chance, or happenstance, luck or coincidence.  However, due to the way I’d ended up with my first name, His hand in it all couldn’t have been more clearly evident.  I was so thrilled when I realized that, and so grateful to Him for helping me to see what He had done.  It had been our heavenly Father most of all who had wanted my name to be “Christine”, and I couldn’t have been more happy or more proud.   

   https://i0.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/r/D/t/Z/a/j/baby-pink-carriage-th.png    So, that took us all the way back to the beginning of my life, showing God’s hand in even choosing my first name, which is so awesome. 🙂   I’ll end this entry with this verse from God’s written word in which He is explaining to the prophet Jeremiah just how special he was, and His words to Jeremiah show us something special about how He knows, and how much He does love, each of us, individually, even before He physically creates us:

  https://i1.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/R/t/6/N/5/D/ten-commandments-in-hebrew-th.png   “Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee, and I ordained thee a prophet unto the nations.”[Jeremiah 1:5 KJV]

https://i2.wp.com/www.clker.com/cliparts/3/4/c/2/119710733034108089johnny_automatic_a_dog_and_a_cat_with_an_umbrella.svg.med.png   “Remember this, my dear:  

‘The Seven Social Sins are:

Wealth without work.
Pleasure without conscience.
Knowledge without character.
Commerce without morality.
Science without humanity.
Worship without sacrifice.
Politics without principle.'”

{From a sermon given by Frederick Lewis Donaldson in Westminster Abbey, London, on March 20, 1925.}  {  https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/tag/happiness  }

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A “White Knight” Production

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