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When I meet my Maker, he will give me a new name.
It will be my name only.
Mine.
It won’t be after someone else.
It won’t be man made nor shallow.

I will live a life according to his Will. He will give me a new name.
The Creator knows who I am.
Etched on the finest, beaming white stone.
Blazing sunshine.
Embedded with a myriad of dazzling jewels.
Pleasing for my eyes, and for my eyes only.
This stone is a reflection of who I am.
It is who I am.

The Lord will hold it in his bruised hands.
His pierced hands.
In the voice that transcends all time and space - the most soothing, loving voice
He says my Name

My heart trembles.
It is beyond all years.
The Name belongs to me,
For my ears only, according to what I’ve done, according to what I am.
Only I understand.
It is who I am.
I won’t forget.

His peace delights my soul.
His hands on my hands,
He hands me my piece.
What a brilliant piece!
I fasten it tightly against my chest.

Broken down on my knees.
Tears of overflowing joy.
Grace and gratitude.

I am unworthy!
Yet you still call me worthy!
I am broken and undeserving!
Yet you still love me!
Every struggle, every battle, those endless, torturous nights.
You were there with me.
It was all worth it.

The Name is Mine.
Mine only.
It only belongs to me.
No one else.
My heavenly treasure from my everlasting God.