He knows my name

I love it when people remember and call me by name. All my life it seems, that I have had to remind people of my name. I have a double name and it’s hard for people to remember. I know how good it feels for someone to remember your name, so I try my best to remember all the names I can.

I was thinking about that a couple days ago, when a life-changing realization hit me.

God never forgets my name.

Isaiah 49: 16 says,

“See, I have written your name on the palms of my hands. Always in my mind is a picture of Jerusalem’s walls in ruins.”

Isaiah 49:16 NLT

My name is written on the palm of his hands. The hands that spanned the heavens, has my name on them. I never have to remind him of my double name.

He knows it, without even asking and I never have to correct him. It’s not Mary Grace, Mary, or Hannah.

It’s Mary Hannah.

My bitterness needs a little grace. The meaning of Mary, is ‘bitter’ and Hannah has ‘grace’. They are both Biblical names and the definitions fit me to a tee. I can be bitter laced with grace. Bitter meaning I can hang on to things for way too long and become bitter ’cause they didn’t work out. God is working on getting the bitterness out of me.

Its always surprising to me when people know my name that I didn’t realize. It warms my heart to hear my name spoken to me. That is how I feel most loved; forget the chocolates and roses. Just remember my name and give me hugs.

Love to all,

Mary Hannah

P. S.

How big do you suppose the hands of God are? I mean ALL our names are carved on the palms of His hands. 🤔