A New Appreciation I used to dislike my name when I was young and the fact that it rhymed with anything that ended with BELL and thrown into the lyrics of the familiar Christmas carol "Jingle Bell" just made it worse. In primary school, the teasings were endless. Everyday i had to go through the ruthless distortions of my name. It even came to the point of my shedding of tears over it.(LOL...i think i was too sensitive back then as well. But what can i say? I was only 10!haha...but don't worry, I'm ok with it now) I remember wanting to change my name so badly, dreaming and wishing that I was given a nicer name.
But as the years went by and the teasings died down, I began to appreciate my name, especially when my parents told me the meaning and story behind my name. What's more is that in the past year, the meaning of my name has become a treasure that is really close to my heart. I want it to be more than just a meaning, I want it to be a reality.
Consecrated to God, that's what it means.
oh and just for the sake of saying it, haha....Isabel is the Spanish name for Elizabeth. Cool huh? haha...I love my name!!!
Living for the smile of my Prince
