I have never “blogged” before nor have I ever followed a
blog. When Josef asked if I would be willing to write for the Christ Life blog
I thought that it would be “no big deal.” Well, here I sit after our first
Christ Life meeting with a blank screen.
It is appropriate to first express gratitude and appreciation for the people who helped make this night happen. Thank you to those “behind the scenes” persons working to configure tables and chairs. Thank you to the dedicated crew of cooks, servers, and dish washers who worked throughout the evening. Many hearts and many hands went into preparing for this event. Why is it then, that all I can think of right now are name tags?
Name tags. Name tags are small. They are plastic and paper. They may have a pin, a clip or hang around your neck. They are not significant in and of themselves. Yet, name tags are vitally important for any large gathering of people not intimately acquainted with one another.
Name tags tell others who you are. They share that unique and individualized name your parents blessed you with upon your birth. Your name was carefully and lovingly considered. Do we name you after Grandma Betty? Uncle Fred? Aunt Wilma? Much love and forethought went into the name that is now displayed on your name tag…font 48 for your first name and font 36 for your last name.
Name tags also organize you. They arrange you alphabetically by first and/or last name. They have numbered stickers to sort you into groups. Are you a number 34? Then you belong with the RCIA group. Is your number a 0? Then you belong to the roaming group. Your name tag identifies and organizes you. So what the heck does this have to do with the meaning of life?
God knows us just as our name tags name us. He identifies each one of as by our unique name, talents and abilities. He loves us for who we are; Betty, Fred or Wilma. We read in Isaiah 43:1 “Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine.” The meaning of my life is to find and fulfill the purpose that God created me for. What name does God call me? Can He read my name tag? Is the font big enough?
As we journey through Christ Life together we all hope to find the purpose and meaning of our lives. My physical life started when God formed me in my mother’s womb. My Christian life began when my parents named me at my baptism. The meaning of my life starts with my name and I am comforted to know that God calls me by that name and I am His. So, please allow me to introduce myself…
It is appropriate to first express gratitude and appreciation for the people who helped make this night happen. Thank you to those “behind the scenes” persons working to configure tables and chairs. Thank you to the dedicated crew of cooks, servers, and dish washers who worked throughout the evening. Many hearts and many hands went into preparing for this event. Why is it then, that all I can think of right now are name tags?
Name tags. Name tags are small. They are plastic and paper. They may have a pin, a clip or hang around your neck. They are not significant in and of themselves. Yet, name tags are vitally important for any large gathering of people not intimately acquainted with one another.
Name tags tell others who you are. They share that unique and individualized name your parents blessed you with upon your birth. Your name was carefully and lovingly considered. Do we name you after Grandma Betty? Uncle Fred? Aunt Wilma? Much love and forethought went into the name that is now displayed on your name tag…font 48 for your first name and font 36 for your last name.
Name tags also organize you. They arrange you alphabetically by first and/or last name. They have numbered stickers to sort you into groups. Are you a number 34? Then you belong with the RCIA group. Is your number a 0? Then you belong to the roaming group. Your name tag identifies and organizes you. So what the heck does this have to do with the meaning of life?
God knows us just as our name tags name us. He identifies each one of as by our unique name, talents and abilities. He loves us for who we are; Betty, Fred or Wilma. We read in Isaiah 43:1 “Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine.” The meaning of my life is to find and fulfill the purpose that God created me for. What name does God call me? Can He read my name tag? Is the font big enough?
As we journey through Christ Life together we all hope to find the purpose and meaning of our lives. My physical life started when God formed me in my mother’s womb. My Christian life began when my parents named me at my baptism. The meaning of my life starts with my name and I am comforted to know that God calls me by that name and I am His. So, please allow me to introduce myself…
Written By: Connie Moretti
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