Remember the sing-songy rhyme, sticks and stone may break my bones, but names can never hurt me? We all know that's not true. Names can hurt. I've been called lots of names in my day...true or not, the insults still ring in my ears. Names hurt.
God has a name for you. Isaiah 43:1 reads "But now says the Lord who created you, I have called you by name. You are Mine."
Gives you visions of two two year olds fighting over a toy. Mine. Or the seagulls from Finding Nemo...mine,mine,mine,mine.
Consider a few things about that statement, though, You are Mine. The God of the Universe, the Great I Am, Lord of Lords and King of Kings, says that I am His. I belong to Him. I belong. To Him. Have you ever had it happen when you thought someone was trying to get your attention, and you were excited and flattered, until you realized they meant the person behind you? God does not do that. When He says you are His, He is looking straight at you, calling your name.
Like a two year old in the sandbox though, God's grip and desire for us is just as tight. He is not letting go of you, or me, for anything.
Next time someone calls you a name that is less than flattering, remember that God has a name for you as well.