While looking through my safe, I came across a document that belonged to my husband. It was a name change document that indicated that his last name would be changed from “McNeal” to “Daniels.”
I thought the verbiage on the document was interesting. It stated:
“This day Roger Rydell McNeal appeared in open Court, having at least 30 days prior hereto filed his application praying for an order changing his name to Roger Rydell Daniels.”
Praying that his name would be changed? What type of legal document indicates that someone is praying? I thought that was odd.
“Why did you have your name changed?” I asked Roger.
“I wanted to have the same name as my father,” he replied.
Without going into further details, he wanted the same name as his biological father, and not that of his older siblings’ father.
There is so much power in a name. Women marry and take on the name of their husbands. Women divorce and regain their old names, not wishing to associate with their ex-husbands.
I still remember when I was a newlywed. At my then workplace, we introduced ourselves to new employees. For a long time, I identified myself as “Selene Jones” instead of “Selene Daniels.” It took a while for me to catch on to the fact that I was no longer a Jones. My DNA did not change, but I had to begin a new way of thinking and acting to carry out the title of Mrs. Selene Daniels.
Several years before I was married, I took on another name change. It was from “unrighteous,” to “righteous.”
Isaiah 62:2b states, “… you will be called by a new name that the mouth of the Lord will bestow.”
I’ve had this new name of “righteous” for almost thirty years now, but I still remember when my name was “unrighteous” and I didn’t have hope. I still remember when someone asked me, “If you were to die today, where would you go?” and unfortunately, I knew it wasn’t to heaven. I knew I was not a child of God.
Consequently, I had no self esteem or confidence. My former name of “unrighteous” didn’t afford me true confidence in myself, or my future, but, my new name brought along with it hope and direction.
In Ephesians 1:4-5, the Lord tells us that the Father in heaven, “… predestined us for adoption to sonship through Jesus Christ….” Thank God for Jesus who paid the price for my adoption and that of the whole world.
Although my biological father gave me the name “Jones,” I thank God that my spiritual Father in heaven adopted me and gave me a new name in Christ that gives me hope, confidence and direction in life.
My husband changed his name because he knew who his true father was. On November 13, 1988, my name was changed from “righteous” to “unrighteous” because I discovered who my true Father is as well. My prayer is for you to do the same.
Thank you for reading.