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Its in the name . . .


Who is Jesus to you?  Have you thought about that this Christmas?
In Biblical times, your name meant who you were.  It was your identification.

Matthew 1:20-21 says:



But after he had considered this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, “Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit.  She will give birth to a son, and you are to give Him the name Jesus, because He will save His people from their sins.”


In my case, my name is Debra Ann Christine Lutz Tuttle Lutz Heyer (WOW!)  Christine is my confirmation name from when I was confirmed as a Catholic.  Lutz is my birth name, Tuttle from when I was adopted and then as an adult, changed it back to Lutz . . .  anybody bored yet?   I think what this all means is that I've lived a full life, what do you think?

"Debra"  means “little bee”.  (HUH? – I am NOT little and I HATE bees!)  But, anyway, I like to think I was named after Deborah, the Prophetess in the Old Testament.  But I believe I was named after Debbie Reynolds, the moviestar (sigh – oh well).

Jesus had a multitude of names, both in the Old Testament and the New.   These names are WHO HE IS.  Who He was then and Who He is now.   Lets take a few moments and “ponder” the following names.

Lamb of God

Emmanuel – God with us

Wonderful
Counselor
Prince of Peace
Mighty  God

The Babe in the manger

                                                      The God Most High
Lion of Judah
Savior

Redeemer

Author of my faith

                                     Keeper of my heart

Alpha

Omega

The Great I Am
The Christ

                                                      Healer
Promise-Keeper

Friend

Lord of Lords                         King of Kings


Light of the World

The Way, the Truth and the Life

Who is He to you?   

May our hearts see . . . WHO EXACTLY Jesus is!
  
                    Merry CHRISTmas!

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