How important is your name. I believe my name is pretty important. It not only defines me now, but it will define my life when I pass. Here in Swaziland names are so
important. When you remember a child’s
name from day to day they brighten at the sound. The Swazi’s give us swazi names so they can
remember them better and to make us more a part of their culture. When I tell them my siSwati name many of them
laugh and giggle. They love it. One of the lady’s I met in the market goes by
the American name of Glory. When I came
back the next day after meeting her and said to her Hello Glory. She brightened and said, “You remembered my
name.” Though I was blessed countless
time that day by the many people in the market, that one phrase stuck out the
most, “You remembered my name.”

   Though I try, many
times I fail at this. The names here are
often hard, very different from American names and they have different clicks
in them (very confusing). But one thing I
do know, God always remembers. He always
knows my name, and the name of every child and adult I meet. What an amazing thing!