As far as I can tell, it happened only six times in the Bible. For God to personally name a mortal is a rare and significant event. In the Hebrew culture, names of children were usually indicative of either the time in history when they were born or wishes for the development of their character. Later, the use of family names became more common. When God chose to give a particular name to someone, it seems to have been a response to a specific event or issue in his life as well as an object lesson for the rest of us.
One sentence flows across a black granite wall in Montgomery, Alabama: We will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream. Paraphrased from the book of Amos, this statement, engraved on a Civil Rights monument, crosses millennia to underscore unchanging lessons for humanity.
1You foolish Galatians! Who has bewitched you? Before your very eyes Jesus Christ was clearly portrayed as crucified. 2I would like to learn just one thing from you: Did you receive the Spirit by the works of the law, or by believing what you heard? 3Are you so foolish? After beginning by means of the Spirit, are you now trying to finish by means of the flesh?]4Have you experienced]so much in vain—if it really was in vain?
Mientras escribo, un agujero en el fondo del Golfo de México está vertiendo millones de litros de petróleo, que amenazan con destruir los animales, el sustento y la ecología de al menos cuatro estados de los EE.UU. La destrucción está más allá de mi imaginación más fértil. Las escenas de sufrimiento rompen mi corazón. Sin embargo, mientras estas viñetas de Louisiana corren a través de mi mente, pienso que este desastre empalidece en comparación con la devastación causada en el Jardín del Edén.
Even as I type, a blasted hole in the floor of the Gulf of Mexico is pouring out millions of gallons of oil, threatening to destroy the animals, livelihood, and ecology of at least four U.S. states. The destruction is beyond my rather fertile imagination. The scenes of the suffering break my heart. However, even as vignettes from Louisiana pour through my mind, I am reminded that this disaster pales in comparison to the devastation wreaked in the Garden of Eden.