Have you ever wondered what you'd name yourself if you got to choose? I'd choose Lila. It's a strong, old-fashioned Southern name. I was fortunate in that I got to grow up around a mom who was always questioning the way things were done. She always encouraged me to be who I was created to be. Mom was "Sandy" to her peers and "Ida Mae" to her family in Mississippi. I loved it! It showed me that if you didn't like something very much, you could change it.
Who says life has to be the way it appears to be? At least ask the questions. What makes me unique? What does God have in store for me? How can I serve others with joy? These questions matter.
Journey on, my friend,
Lila
lilasjourney@gmail.com
1 comment:
Hi Susan AKA Lila!
Oh my goodness; your blog makes me pause and smile. I can relate with the name thing. I was named Rebecca and never felt like that name was me. Growing up, my family and friends called me Becky. Once I finished college and became a "professional", I went by Rebecca. I have often wondered if once I enter Heaven, I will be welcomed by my true name. Will it me "Monica", or "Deborah" (which people have mistakenly called me), or "Michelle" (another name I've been called) or will it be "Susan"? :) Either way, I am just me. Fearfully and wonderfully made.
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