What’s in a name?

Day 10: Google the meaning of your name and talk about how it fits or doesn’t fit you.

According to Google, my name Brittney simply means “from Britain”

I can tell you that it doesn’t make me very excited about my name at all, so I’m going to give you the biblical meaning of my name and another meaning that I came across years ago.

Stranger. Strong.

I honestly don’t think that I fully agreed with either the first time and I somewhat still don’t. I’m growing into it. Very. Slowly.

The word “strong” is a bit harder to swallow; it’s uncomfortable for me to say I’m something that I don’t see or feel in myself. I think the reason being is because I don’t want to seem like I’m prideful. I was talking to my middle school girls in The Landing about how I would personally like to view myself differently because I push away the good qualities that people say about me. My sister Aimme said that I’m strong. I cringed on the inside. I can’t take her compliment and if I could, I’d shove the words back in her mouth. What could this young lady see in me that could make her think that?! Craziness!

The other word, stranger, goes along with a scripture from the book of Ruth

Ruth 2:10 NASB

Then she fell on her face, bowing to the ground and said to him, “Why have I found favor in your sight that you should take notice of me, since I am a foreigner?”

I was baffled by this simple scripture and later when I understood it, was filled with admiration for God. I, for the longest time, had a rough time even establishing a relationship with God because of my insecurities and what not. I walked around living a “try-hard” life or being more religious than relationship. I also felt that the really cool things that all my friends and fellow ministry volunteers were experiencing with God was because he liked them better or that they were doing something on a level that I hadn’t yet obtained. And then God did what he does best; he became more than just some old man in the sky with a wicked awesome beard who I thought was seeing my failures and judging me accordingly. He became the provider and the gift giver for something really huge in my life. Then my eyes were cleared of its religious fog and I wept. In my time of feeling unworthy of grace and blessings and gifts God showed up to me. He knew EVERYTHING about me yet I was a stranger to him and he loved me in spite it.

That, I will brag about any day.

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