Name- a language unit by which a person or thing is known

Okay..so…name is like a title of who you are.

There is a reason and meaning behind everyone’s name. Whether it be something simple or something thought-out.

We do not choose our names just as we do not choose the family we are born into. It is given to us for a reason.

Native American Indians pick out names related to what you are to do in the future.  The name chosen is VERY important to the tribes…there’s meaning and purpose behind it. 

 Ex.  KACHINA: Hopi name meaning spirit, sacred dancer." TAKODA: Sioux name meaning "friend to everyone." SONGAN: strong

They chose a name that they saw you fulfill.

NAME: It’s a small word with a big meaning. It says who you are.

Soo…If someone was to take a look at your life outside of church…when you’re by yourself…what would you call yourself?

What do you see yourself as? What do you label yourself as? What does the world label you as? What does God say you are?

Is your name liar?

You know there are people that are addicted to alcohol and when they go to rehab the first step is admitting…I am an alcoholic. It seems like it’s easier to admit that than it is to admit that I am a liar….that I am envious…that I am jealous..why? Because that’s from within..it’s deep…it’s personal…it shows where you are.

Is your name suicidal? You know every 17 seconds..a young person commits suicide. Imagine how many have committed suicide since you've been reading this.

Is your name hate?

Abandoned?

Is your name hopeless?

This is the big one in our generation…is your name depression?

We all have so many names..labels… that we carry that are not of God…names that we carry that bring us low.  If we really search within our hearts…our life..who we really are behind closed doors…when everyone is gone and it’s just you and God.... you will see what drags us down.

Genesis 32:24-28

I’m gonna tell you about someone who had a name.

Story of Jacob:

Esau was a VERY hairy man

Jacob was a VERY manipulated man.

They were twins.

Esau was born first, with Jacob grasping at his heel. The theme of rivalry continued when, as a young man, Jacob exploited Esau's hunger in order to buy his birthright and then stole his brother's blessing by taking advantage of his father, Isaac's, blindness during Esau's absence. (goatskin)

In Haran, Jacob worked for his uncle Laban in order to obtain Rachel as a wife. After 7 yrs, Laban deceived Jacob by substituting Rachel's older sister Leah under cover of darkness, just as Jacob had exploited his father's inability to see in order to obtain the blessings intended for his older brother Esau.

Jacob decided to go back and Esau found out and decided to meet him with an army. Jacob grew scared and prayed.

Genesis 32:24-28

Jacob’s name meant liar. And, Israel meant prince of God or ruling with God.

You see,  whatever name you carry…whatever name you’ve been wrestling with, God wants to change it….

If your name is insecure God wants to call you confident.

Hated----loved or beloved

Fatherless----sons and daughters

Hopeless----hopeful

Worthless----valuable

Nobody---somebody

nothing---everything

Faceless---chosen

Fake---real

Porn attic---pure at heart

In bondage---free indeed

Lustful----clean

Depression---joyful!

Broken---restored

You see….God sees you more than what you see yourself…more than what the world labels you as…

He sees you as kings…Sons and daughters of the great I AM.

He wants to change your name…

We have to begin to open our hearts and reveal to God (even though He already knows it) who we truly are.  Reveal to God our inner most secrets. It’ll cause the journey of being living epistles read by ALL men.

Being so open where there’s no shame..nothing to hide… 

So…what do you call yourself? 


-Tzira--(message given to young adults at a youth gathering.)


 


 

 

This is written in the perspective of man who lives a carnal life....carnal christian.  

I am a broken vessel leaking
Seeking for an ear to hear my fear.
I’m placed in this world,
Told to run with the horses
And Lord knows I’m tired of running.

I’m plucked from those with great knowledge and words of wisdom
to lead a generation whom I’ve never met..
and I rather not regret my step
instead I fade beneath the shade.
Surrounded by shepherds peppered in the word
Told to trust in a god who I’ve never met
to trust in a god who I’ve never talked to
Threat sets in the streets where trust is in the same category as lust.
And nothing and everything is left under the sun

Realize I am not like everyone else.
I’ve heard the stories of those before us
Noah, Job and even Moses
Yet, nothing surprises nor brings satisfaction
To seek attraction to my mind.
I am placed in a nation where I don’t belong
Yet I’m supposed to belong and take authority
Despite the mediocrity
Because Christ already lived through this.
Set apart among the set apart.
In a world where everything seems to fall apart
And I’m chosen to impart the love of Christ.

I’m summoned by He who summons demons to flee.
He who summons man to release;
He that is within thee.
Placed within a gift brought with an accountability
Which was spoken by Him not to miss the mark.

To bring forth words
and drag the world with loving cords
and break bondage of their lords
cuz the world’s got too many lords.
I’m told of a loving god
One who doesn’t cheat, steal or lie
One who seeks to heal and restore
But I chose to ignore
I keep holding my chains
Locked, kept in restraint
Cuz that’s where I’m safe.

Rather be in with the crowd
Knowing that’s not the way out
Knowing that’s not why He fought
…To be caught in a realm of destruction.
And I’m there.
In a place of destruction
Knowing Christ already came, saved, and proclaimed
To keep me from shame when I raise my hands to praise.
To keep me from hiding behind myself
Knowing Sunday I will run to church
But Saturday night is my time to search.
I sip, smoke and remorse over and over
Found left in the streets,
Deep
feeling guilty
Knowing of a god who supplies
Even the implied
In Him who I rely
Take advantage and abuse Him
Only for a mere moment.

There.

You see,
I’m not like everyone else
I’ve heard of Christ
I’ve been advised and given advise to those who don’t truly know me.
Because if you’d known me
You’d see me
You’d see my suffering
And the memories that’s left within
Because I’m not who I say I am
I’m already labeled, stamped and mailed out
To those who think Holy are thou.
But deep within I seek out.

I need to be broken before I am brought up
Need to be heard before I can hear
Need to release before I release to those in need
Cuz I am a broken vessel leaking seeking for He that is within me.

-Tzira