Happy Grace Day to all the Graces out there.
The name Grace is a “virtue name.” It has meanings such as charm, goodness, and generosity. And the name is said to be tied to beauty and joy.
I never felt very “graceful” or charming or any of those other virtues so I didn’t really think my middle name really fit me.
A friend of mine used to call me “Gracie” in a teasing sort of way which was a little embarrassing because Grace wasn’t very popular in my generation as was in others.
But I was happy to be named after my paternal grandmother, who passed away before I was born.
She was really pretty and I heard lots of stories about her. When I look at her pictures I try to imagine what she was like. She seemed as though she embodied all of those virtues associated with the name.
A few years ago I saw a picture of her (on left) when she was in college and it was so eerie to see how much we looked alike at that particular age. It was almost like looking at a picture of myself at that stage of life.
When I was a little girl, maybe five, I inserted my dad’s name into mine.
When people would ask my name, I’d say, ” Dinah Grace John Pearson.”
It seemed to me a quick way to identify yourself as well as your father.
Pretty smart, huh? 😅
If you introduced yourself this way you could just answer the person’s next question “Who is your father?” in advance. 😁
I have come to appreciate my name Grace through … especially when I think about God’s Amazing Grace.
I’ve also come to accept, if not embrace, my unique features and personality.
I tend to self-evaluate and judge myself harshly at times.
I know that although I get frustrated with those things about myself that I’m not particularly fond of, God, my Heavenly Father had a plan for my life. When He knit me together in my mother’s womb, He gave me a purpose and ordained all of my days.
I pray that I will learn to embrace all that I am in Him and all the plans He has for me.
Psalm 139 is one of my favorite chapters in all of the Bible and I claim verses 13 -17.
“For You created my innermost being; You knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I will praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from You when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in Your book before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are Your thoughts, God! How vast the sum of them!”
How do you feel about your name ?
Have you ever wanted to change it ?