Tamara – That’s my given name, and it means “palm tree.”
For years I’ve told people that I’d like to be more like a date palm (tall and thin) than a sago palm (short and dumpy!).
Then along came a Beth Moore study entitled The Patriarchs.
Because the series was on the names of God, our group leaders looked up the meaning of each lady’s name, then wrote both our name and it’s meaning on our name tags.
When the leader handed me my tag, she said, “Tami, your name means ‘date palm’.” My eyes instantly filled with tears.
God doesn’t miss a single detail of our lives! He was letting me know that He sees me as perfect – no matter what shape I’m in.
A few days later I discussed this with one of my daughters-in-law.
“What kind of name is ‘palm tree’?” I asked her, with a hint of couldn’t I have a ‘cooler’ one? in my voice.
“I know! I know!” she replied excitedly. “You are like an oasis in the desert. I feel refreshed after our visits.”
Her sweet words were rewarded with a downpour of my tears.
I had the same discussion with my other daughter-in-law. While we were talking, she asked, “So what does your middle name mean?”
“Hmm. “Jean.” I don’t know.”
I looked it up on the Internet. Was I ever in for a treat.
I don’t remember what the name itself means, but I learned that it is French for “John.”
Why? The year before I bought a new Bible when we began John, the Beloved Disciple, another excellent study by Beth Moore.
When I made the purchase, I had them imprint it with “Tami – Beloved of God.”
In the flyleaf of the study book, I wrote a note to Jesus. It read: “The inscription on my new Bible is an act of faith on my part. You’ve said that I’m Your beloved. Lord, I want to have John’s confidence that I am deeply and truly loved by You.”
Thus, to learn that this disciple’s name was also my middle name deeply touched me.
That was several years ago. God honored my request, for I believe this with all my heart today! I know that I am loved.
If asked to describe myself, I don’t start with “author,” or “wife,” or “worship leader.” Instead, I nearly always say, “I’m Tami, the blood-bought daughter of the Lord Most High. I was chosen, accepted, adopted, redeemed, justified, sanctified, glorified, and seated in the heavenlies in Christ Jesus.”
What sweet gifts God gives to delight us…they are priceless!
God is glorified when His children are fully alive. I want to be walking proof of my glorious God.
Lord, may I be an example to others of how very much You love each one of us.
Time and again, I’ve seen that You do not change. Names are as significant to You today as they were in the early years of the world’s history. Where our names reflect the “old” man, You step in and give us a new name…or redefine the one we have. Thank You for being the God of the details…
…even of our names!