He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches.
To him who overcomes, I will give some of the hidden manna. I will also give him a white stone with a
new name written on it, known
only to him who receives it. –Revelation
2: 17
“John Jacob
Jingleheimer Schmidt, his name is my name, too!” is a silly song I remember
singing with my friends in elementary school. We giggled and snickered at the
ridiculous lyrics, first screaming the words at the top of our lungs, and then
whispering them in a hushed chorus. It was all childish fun, little girls
making memories. I didn’t understand until I got older just how important a
name could be.
My name is
printed boldly on two diplomas and countless certificates, now lost. It is
carved on my ‘teacher of the year’ plaque and my book awards. It’s displayed on
the covers of the novels I’ve written.
But over the years, it’s been changed. There was a marriage, a divorce,
a re-marriage. New last names were added to my social security card, W-2s and
driver’s licenses. And as my legal name got larger, the original me diminished.
“When the roll is called up yonder,” I mused, “will I know what name to answer
to?”
That’s why
this verse is so important to me. I love that only He and I will know this
name. He has chosen it for me and carved it, to last forever, on a white stone.
And He didn’t choose white by
chance. Leprous skin, when healed, becomes as white as snow. Heaven’s food, manna,
is white like coriander seeds. Royal
garments are not just blue, but white, too. During the transfiguration in
Matthew 17:2, Jesus’ robes turned white as the light. In John 20:12, the angels in the empty tomb
are clothed in white. “The one who is victorious will be dressed in white,”
says Revelation 3: 5. And in Revelation
19:11, the rider on the white horse is named “Faithful and True”.
Finally, my favorite:
Then
I saw a great white throne and him who was seated on it. The earth and
the heavens fled from his presence, and there was no place for them. --Revelation 20:11
The name
given to every believer–yes, that means you!—will be engraved on a white stone,
given to each one of us by the Father himself.
That’s white, as in pure, true,
faithful, royal, clean, victorious and mighty!
Father, I rest on your
timeless promises. Forgive me for my sins,
and make me white as snow. Help me to overcome the traps and snares of this
world so that I will receive the hidden manna and the white stone you have
promised to the faithful.
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