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Blessed with a Name
Andrew I don’t know how old I was. Maybe 8 or 9. Around my daughter’s age when I first learned what my name meant. And later where it came from. Andrew, from the Greek (Andreas) means “strong”. But I haven’t always felt strong. Not in middle school or high school. Or even college. Christmas 1A…
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God Is a Lousy Name
In seminary, my Hebrew professor explained the choice we have in dealing with describing GOD. To begin with, we traditionally don’t use GOD’s name in scripture. We use a marker. Wherever the name is used, it is replaced with GOD or LORD in caps. The name was first written in ancient Hebrew, which does not…