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Is Your Name in the Bible?

And Meshobab, and Jamlech, and Joshah the son of Amaziah (1Ch 4:34)
My name is in the Bible! Michael means, “One who is like God.” It is a powerful name and an impressive moniker. I didn’t choose it and I didn’t like it as a kid. For some reason I couldn’t imagine a man named, “Mike”.

Michael is mentioned fifteen times in Scripture. I loved the fact that five of those times he is mentioned as an angel. I always use that designation to my advantage. He is one of only three named angels you know?

Is it important to have your name written in the Bible? Each written name gets eternal recognition whether for good or for bad. Take Rueben for instance. He is noted to have defiled his father Jacob’s bed and thus lost his birthright. If I were Rueben I wouldn’t want that news highlighted.

Or how about the above curious list found in 1 Chronicles 4.34-37. This group traveled to a “Lord of the Rings” name type city called Gedor. There they massacred a peaceful people and took their land. Did they later regret what they did? Whether yes or no their act is recorded for eternity.

Seeing one’s name in the Bible is fun, exciting and neat. I imagine that many people name their child, David, Hannah or Paul because these are biblical names. Though you don’t hear of many: Judas, Doeg’s or Cain’s.

I also find it curious how many times a Bible character’s name fits their lifestyle or physical characteristics. Have you noticed that? How did that play out? Did the parents wait until they saw how their kid would turn out before naming him Paul (little), Barnabas (son of consolation) or Jacob (deceiver)? Probably not. But why do they seem to fit so well?

Whatever the case the end of the story is this; whether you are a Ronald or Rehoboam, a Cindy or Christina the most important registry for your name is the Lamb’s Book of Life. One day that book will be opened to confirm your name. Whether there or not it will be a anxious day.

Many who find their name in the Bible will shriek in terror to discover that there name is excluded from the Lamb’s Book. It will be a wonderful sensation that day to hear your name read. Now the question my friend, “Is your name in that heavenly publication?” It can be written today if you like.

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