In grade school I dreamed of being a teacher and of writing the students' names on their desks for the first day of school. There is something about seeing your name written. A tangible affirmation of your given name, your unique character. It is almost as if God quietly is calling to you in curving cursive. I realized the depth of being called by name at a young age.
My friends and classmates watched on as I wrote in different styles asking me to make beautiful their things, lockers and all. Stylish and beautiful, yet still strong, I wrote their names.
And I kept writing names, adding to it quotes, bible verses, name cards, etc. Years later, serving on Summer Project in San Diego I headed the welcome table at an event writing people's name tags. In that moment, I was taken back to grade school and again the rich importance of what we are called. Now today, as Ellen Mae, I keep writing names and His power and truth speak loudly for all to see through me.