That's me. If you want chalk or limestone, apparently I'm the one to talk to. It's my name. In the Ancient Near East, in biblical times, names were often taken as a prediction or as accurate descriptions of their owners. "Isaac" is a pun on laughter, "Jabez" meant pain, and "Esau" meant something like red and/or hairy, which he was. Your name used to say so much more about you than it does today. Naming a boy "Mark" does not necessarily mean that he will be "rebellious" any more than naming a girl "Brianna" will mean she is "strong."
But still. What if people tried to be like their names? Mine intrigues me. I want to be a harbor, a safe place. I want people to feel like they are safe with me, that they can trust me. They really can.
When people have been sailing a long time and they feel exhausted, suspicious, torn and jaded by the endless sea, I could be someone they can talk to, a place where their dreams, fears, hopes, motives and insecurities can rest in a harbor. Of course, Christ is the only true harbor and safe place, but I want to be a dependable person nonetheless. Metaphorical ships are safe with me, I assure you. I don't know much about real ships or actual, physical harbors, so my name doesn't work literally. However, I am not threatening or dangerous. I don't really want to emulate a landing zone for chalk or limestone, but I have been using chalk on a somewhat regular basis this summer.
So: what does your name mean, and do you want to embody that definition? Does your name describe you? Do you want it to?
