Ever go to a conference (or Starbucks!) and your name is spelled or pronounced incorrectly? How does that make you feel? It can feel like a wrong identity at times. Or, spoken by a close friend, it can be an endearing nickname.
At Trey's funeral we wore name tags to help connect family and friends. We still talk about a very special name tag worn by the man who cut Trey's hair. No identity of his own....simply "Trey's Stylist."
Whose Name do you wear?
"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
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