The corridor has a window along one side and a courtyard beyond it with three benches nobody sits on, and at four in the afternoon the light comes down it in a way that makes everybody look better than they are.
He is waiting, which is what corridors are for.
A woman he half knows from the church comes along it with somebody new, and she is delighted to see him, and she stops, and she does the introduction.
This is Paul, she says. He has the thing with his spine, you remember I told you.
And then the name.
She is a good person. She has driven him twice. The order of that sentence is not malice and it is not even carelessness exactly, it is the shape the last three years have pressed into everybody, including him, and he knows it is the shape because two weeks ago at a wedding he heard himself do it about himself. I am the one with the back. Then his name.
Fifty-five years old. He stands in a corridor with good light in it and thinks: I have started saying it in that order too.
If you have a word that arrives before your name now, you know it is not the word that hurts. It is the position of it.
He put the name at the front on purpose
Weigh it before anything else, because on this site nothing gets said about God until the thing in the room has been said properly.
What this costs is not dignity in the large sense. Nobody has been cruel. It costs the small thing, which is worse, because the small thing happens forty times a week. It costs the half second of being a person before being a case. It costs the ordinary experience of walking into a room and being introduced with the interesting part first. It cost you three years of gradually agreeing, and now you do it about yourself, at weddings, out loud, before anybody makes you. And it costs the private recognition in a corridor that the demotion was not done to you, it was accepted by you, one polite occasion at a time.
I am not calling any of that small and I am not putting it beside anybody else's, because on this site there is no ranking of what people carry and there never will be. Any word from God that needs your corridor made lighter before it can be spoken is not one Scripture speaks and not one the Holy Spirit has ever carried.
And plainly, here rather than at the end: if all this has gone past tiredness into something darker, into thinking the people who drive you would have easier lives if they did not have to, tell one living person today. Your doctor, a friend who will sit in a courtyard for an hour, or a crisis line where you live, 988 by call or text in the United States and its equivalent wherever you are. Scripture asks nobody to carry that alone, and the Holy Spirit has always moved through people who show up.
Now, Isaiah. Written to people in the worst season of their national life, when the word most people would have put in front of their name was exile.
But now thus saith the LORD that created thee, O Jacob, and he that formed thee, O Israel, Fear not: for I have redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name; thou art mine.Isaiah 43:1
Read the order of that verse, because the order is the whole message.
Created. Formed. Redeemed. Called by name. Mine.
Not one word about the condition they were in. He does not begin, thus saith the LORD to the exiles. He is speaking into an exile, and He knows precisely what has happened, and He builds the whole sentence out of verbs about who they are to Him and then puts the name at the front where it goes.
You were called by name, and God put nothing in front of it. Isaiah 43:1 says He called thee by thy name and thou art mine, and the Holy Spirit is the one who takes a naming that old and makes it audible in a corridor at four in the afternoon.
There is something else in that verse that a man leaning on a windowsill needs. He says I have called thee by thy name. Not I know your name. Not your name is on a list. Called. Out loud, at you, the way you call somebody across a courtyard.
A name called is a name used. It means somebody is expecting an answer.
You have a name that God says out loud rather than files, and He was saying it long before anybody rearranged the sentence. That is written in Isaiah 43:1, and His Spirit in you is how a called name gets from a page into a person.
Now let me be exact about what this does not do, because you have had enough encouraging sentences in enough corridors.
It does not remove the condition. Not a syllable about that. It does not predict your spine, it does not hint at your spine, and I am not going to guess at your spine in a confident voice, because what God does with your body is His, in His own way, and pretending otherwise would make me one more person in that corridor saying a comfortable thing.
The condition is real and it is going to be in the introduction next week too, most likely, because people say what they have been given to say.
What this settles is the order. Not what gets mentioned. What comes first, in the only account where the order was decided by somebody who cannot be embarrassed and does not need shorthand.
You are named first in the one sentence that was not written by a person in a hurry. The word says He created you and formed you and redeemed you and called you by your name, and the same Spirit who carries that is the one who lets you hear it as your own.
In Isaiah 43:1 God created you, formed you, redeemed you, called you by your name, and said you are His, and the Holy Spirit carried all of it into an exile without once leading with the exile.
See what that leaves exactly as it is. It leaves your spine. It leaves the woman who introduces you kindly and gets the order wrong, and the fact that she will probably do it again, and I am not going to promise you anything about next week or your body, because a promise like that is easy to give and expensive to have been given.
But it takes the agreement back. You started saying it in that order because everybody else did, and that is not a moral failure, it is what happens to a person over three years of polite occasions. It is also not the record. In the record, the name is first, and it was said out loud by the one who formed you, and He has never once revised it to lead with the interesting part.
It is already settled what goes at the front of your name, and it was settled by God in a sentence spoken to people in ruins. Scripture puts the calling and the belonging in the finished tense, and the Holy Spirit in you is the guarantee that the naming is not a sentiment but a claim.
So next week, in the corridor, when it comes out in the usual order, nothing has happened to you. Somebody used shorthand. The card in the room that matters reads the other way round.
Declare this over yourself
This naming is yours in Christ and it is not a comment on what your spine did this year. What God does about your body is His to decide, in His own way, and nothing below asks Him for a date or predicts one. Isaiah 43:1 is the ground under these three lines, and the Holy Spirit is the one who takes a name called out over an exile and puts it in a man's own mouth.
- Word that arrives in front of my name, you are a piece of information and you have no right to the beginning of the sentence. Scripture says God created me and formed me and called me by my name and I am His. Come along if you must; you go after.
- Habit I picked up of saying it in that order about myself, you are broken in the name of Jesus. The Holy Spirit is the one who carries a called name into a person, so agreeing with the shorthand is a thing I did and not a thing I am. Three years taught me the order; the LORD taught me the name.
- Father, You spoke this over people in ruins and You did not lead with the ruins. I am standing in a corridor with good light in it saying my own name out loud with nothing in front of it. The card in the room still says damaged; You wrote the one that says mine.
Isaiah 43:1
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