Yesterday I had a thought after leaving my local Starbucks. (I know I am so cliche.) I drop into Starbucks about 3 or 4 mornings a week. I see the same people there over and over. There's a guy from my church who runs his own business and is always working in Starbucks. There's the barista guy with a ponytail and glasses who is friendly and after many many attempts has finally memorized my grande half caf nonfat with lite whip toffee nut latte. There's the friendly happy girl, who works occasionally, who gets my drink ready before the time I even reach the front of the line to order, and says "Brooke, here's yours." I love when she's working. I completely understand the world's fascination with the place. It is warm. I feel at home. I like seeing such a cross-section of the city - students, business people, retirees, cops, young, old, some reading the paper, others studying some type of medical book, others holding hands and talking softly to their love, others just in and out, back to whatever it is they are in a rush to do. Something about it makes me feel good. I think there is something great about "knowing" these strangers, and them calling me by name and vice versa.
I'm not the first person to feel like that, of course. We all remember Norm, from Cheers. (Yes, I know its a show about a bar. Stick with me here, church people.) His character, along with the show's theme song, showed the world how great it was for people to know you by name. Here's the words we all remember.
sometimes you wanna go
where everybody knows your name,
and they're always glad you came.
you wanna be where you can see,
our troubles are all the same
you wanna be where everybody knows
I love hearing my name, especially by people close to me. I like saying people's names. I probably say Josh's name to him or about him a hundred times a day. I love when Josh says my name or my many nicknames to me or when he introduces me or tells me he loves me. I think it would be the pinnacle of loneliness not to hear your name said aloud during a day.
Why is that? Some of you are thinking I'm a freak, others of you might relate.
Well, this morning, when I looked at my "verse of the day" (some cards I made up with differnet verses) I saw something very similar!
1 But now, this is what the LORD says— he who created you, O Jacob, heI like the CEV's wording of verse 1b:
who formed you, O Israel: "Fear not, for I have redeemed
you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine.
2 When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you
pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk
through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you
3 For I am the LORD, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your
I have called you by name; now you belong to me.
Now that's something to imagine, right? God calling out my name. God being so familiar with me that he doesn't have to rack his brain to remember my name, or my favorite anything... or my needs, or my fears, or my questions. He is familiar with me. He made me. And I shouldn't be afraid because of that! I like to think of him saying, "Hello, Brooke, will you please relax? You have been redeemed! You have me on your side! You don't need to be afraid of what might happen in this world, Brooke! I am God, and I made you, Brooke, and I can handle this stuff you're freaking out about!"
Not only that, but God is already familiar with my child because He made him/her. Our baby already belongs to God!He or she has a name that God knows right now. How cool is that.
Hope these thoughts can encourage you a little bit today, too!