My name is CHINWENDUM

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To anyone who cares to listen,  I am always tempted to recount the story of how I never really liked the name Chinwendu. I mean there were other better sounding native names. Why did my parents choose to name me so?

The sound of the name never seemed nice to me.  Worse still, grandpa always 'murdered' the name by calling it out in a way that sounded like 'shhinwwoooo' (I bet you laughed when you tried pronouncing it) hahahahaha. It always seemed awkward.

Right now I laugh at the remembrance of it and frown also knowing that there is no grandpa to call me that anymore.

Quite frankly, I preferred being called Joy at least that was fair enough. People didn't have to go through stress trying to pronounce my name(so I thought).

Anyways the name Chinwendu literally means GOD OWNS LIFE.
but you see,  right now the name literally,  spiritually,  physically,  mentally, academically,  ministerially,  naturally,  all encompassingly means that GOD OWNS MY LIFE.

It has become an awareness,  a revelation,  a message,  a story,  a life,  a purpose. The scripture clearly says that In Him I live, I move and have my being for I am His offspring (Acts 17:28)

Colossians 3:4 says when Christ who is my life(my real life as the message bible puts it)..... Any life outside of Him is fake. He is the true and real life.

My name has played out its meaning in various spheres of my life so many times.  I didn't even realise. God has saved me, healed me, delivered me, shielded me, defended me, forgiven me, cleansed me.  He still does all these till date.

My name is CHINWENDUM.

What is your name? What does your name represent?


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Okesty-Wonder said…
My name is Okechukwu and I love that name so oo much.
11 February 2020 at 13:03
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