THERE ARE LOTS PEOPLE WITH THE LAST NAME OF KAY in the world, though a lot less than Smith. I have always thought it would be grand to have a real ‘verifiable’ family tree. Our records go back only three generations and even then things are pretty sketchy. Makes me wonder sometimes what my great-grandfather was into since he has two different birth certificates. Oh well, I suppose I may never know the ‘hid-den’ roots to my family tree.
Part of what makes the research difficult is that our name Kay was changed when my grandfather came over from the ‘old’ country, and there again his ‘old’ country is no longer around and those two birth cer-tificates list different place names. Ah, the plot thickens.
The good news is I do possess another family name whose roots are traceable and whose heritage is sure. I know that this other family to which I belong has been made up of some pretty seedy characters, as well as a few that some may catorigize as saints. That family name is Christian.
The name Christian is one I gladly accepted as my own many years ago. I have been trying to “grow into it” throughout all these years. I know that there are times when I have not borne that name well, and others in which I have flown the family banner high with honor. The good news is that this is a family name that cannot be changed, and I rest se-cure in being well-loved by the Father. And, unlike my earthly family name, this is one that will last.
Whose name do you bear? And how, my friend, do you bear it? Shall we live up to the Name? It is our heritage, and our future, to do so.