Today I discovered that the little one I found through Reece's Rainbow's name means "God's Oath". I have been trying to convince Rickydoodle since before Christmas that we should adopt her. I even hung her ornament on our Christmas tree in a prominent spot and then took a picture of it for posterity. I am so praying that he will gain the faith to believe that if God wants us to be her family He will make a way. Rick struggles in this area. Maybe it's a man thing, but it's hard for him to look past what we see in the natural to what God can make happen.
So, you say, what's that got to do with her name. Well, the name of this blog is Journey to a PROMISE because God promised me a child almost four years ago. Oath and promise mean essentially the same thing.
These definitions were taken from Wikipedia.
"An oath (from Anglo-Saxon āð, also called plight) is either a promise or a statement of fact calling upon something or someone that the oath maker considers sacred, usually God, as a witness to the binding nature of the promise or the truth of the statement of fact. To swear is to take an oath."
"A promise is a transaction between two persons whereby the first person undertakes in the future to render some service or gift to the second person or devotes something valuable now and here to his use."
I know that "Liza" is most likely not her real name but an alias they've given to her. That doesn't really matter to me because I only know her as Liza and I don't think it's coincidence that she has been so heavy on my heart for these past couple months and that the only name I know her by means "God's Oath", which is the very thing I have been clinging to for about four years. Just something I'm pondering these days.