This year, we decided that Julia would stay at our house when the choir came to town. For a couple of weeks, it was all about Julia, Julia, Julia.
One day, Allison came to me and said, "I LUUUUUUV Julia!" I laughed and said, "Silly girl, you don't even KNOW Julia!" With a sparkle in her eye and conviction in her voice, Allison replied, "Yeah, but I KNOW HER NAME!"
It was a cute moment, but I was instantly overwhelmed by a greater message that emerged in my soul. One about the power of influence. Allison adores Kaitlynn. If Kaitlynn thinks Julia is really all that, then that's enough for Allison. She only needs to know the name.
The spiritual application for that little scenario is pretty clear. How often do I mention the Name of Jesus? Do I praise His attributes aloud with my lips? Do those around me respect the Name, simply because I speak it? Can a troubled friend speak His Name, whether or not they have a relationship with Him, but because I know Him and I have represented Him well?
Something to think about as we head into a rainy weekend in April. Hope yours is blessed!
Sweet faces...oh, the potential!