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My name is Lillian Laura Jacobs but my mommy calls me Lilly on account of her being Lillian Laura Jacobs as well. She told me that if the boys could name their sons after themselves then why couldn’t she. It’s a family name she says. I am the fourth Lillian and that suits me just fine. I think I’ll name one of my daughters the same too and then she’ll be the fifth. That’s my given name and it’s a good one but it’s not my only one.
When I’m by myself or at home, then I’m ‘Lilly the Red’. I think that suits me best. Now ‘Lilly the Red’ is loud and bold, kind of like a pirate or a Viking, or kind of like Junie B. Jones or Pippi Longstocking. I have red hair like them too, but mine is dark. I look like a big Irish Setter if you ask me; long and lean and dark silky red.
I’m loud at home and am the boss of my two pesky sisters but that’s another story. My mom is always telling me to settle down and saying things like, “what’s gotten into you?” as I tear around the house singing at the top of my lungs. I never tell her it’s ‘Lilly the Red’ that’s gotten into me, I just laugh and shrug my shoulders instead.
But I’m not ‘Lilly the Red’ all the time either. To my mom, I’m ‘Lilly with the two L’s’. She was never Lilly or Lil, just Lillian, so I can be Lilly and be whatever she wasn’t. I am her girly girl; her Lilly who writes her name backwards, her Lilly that screams at the worms. It is a warm name she calls me and it reminds me of snuggles and cuddles and being her friend. I like being Lilly too, but that is not the end of my names.
When I’m at school or Sunday school or out in public, then I’m ‘Lily with the one L’. Now ‘Lily with the one L’ is shy and quiet like a pretty white flower blowing in the wind. She watches and waits. She isn’t a joiner and she hangs back. She gets picked on and is lacking in athletic skill. ‘Lily with the one L’ has trouble making friends and is never in the popular girls club although she would like to be. Yes, at school, I am ‘Lily with the one L’.
I heard a story the other day at Sunday school that I thought was pretty neat too. I found out that I had another name I didn’t even know of yet; a secret name. The story went something like if I overcome all the bad things in my life, God will give me a white stone with a new name on it, some name that only God and I will know. How cool is that? God has a secret name for me that He picked out before I was born; some name that fits me best of all. He doesn’t see me as ‘Lilly the Red’, or ‘Lilly with the two L’s”, or ‘Lily with the one L’, or even Lillian Laura Jacobs. God sees me as that name on that pretty white stone that’s waiting for me. I keep wondering what that name will be and I hope that I will fit it. Maybe it will be ‘Lovey’, or ‘Sunshine’, or ‘Rainbow’. I don’t know but I hope that I will make God proud and get to have that stone.
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