What Name is Worthy of Me

I believe names carry weight in a person’s overall character. Not that it is the only
factor but a name plays a key role.
As a result of this mindset I took great care when naming my children. As for me, I have never liked my name. The name Heather always seemed too common for someone like myself. Although I was told when I was a child that my mother wanted to name me Kimiko and my father favored Lalita. I couldn’t imagine using one of those names. As the story goes my brother is the one to suggest the name Heather. My mother never was sure where he had heard the name from exactly at just four years old. No one else in the family was named Heather. When my mother would talk about this story I pictured my mother sitting in a room holding me, with my father and brother standing before her. Almost like an important meeting was being conducted to name me. I laugh at my silly imagination now, but because my brother named me I can’t help but like it just a little. As for what I would call myself if I would change my name. I haven’t a clue. I am entirely too indecisive and would have to put an incredible amount of effort into it. It would be a name that fit just right and captured my beauty and essence. I am not even sure such a name exists. Revelation 2:17 says “He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches; To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the hidden manna, and will give him a white stone, and in the stone a new name written, which no man knoweth saving he that receiveth it.”. Maybe that is the reason I can not find a name that fits quite right. Father already has a name picked out for me, I just have to wait until I am no longer in flesh to receive it. Oh how wonderfully perfect that name must be!