This probably seems like a really weird title for a blog don’t you think? But it’s all true, I really don’t know my name anymore. From the beginning of the race until now, I have been called so many different names starting out with Katie, kaddie, kt, kd, and even crazy katie. I have learned so much about myself over the race and one of the biggest things is that I am a child of God and with that being said, He named me. And He named me Katie. He calls me by name. He knows my name. The Bible tells me this. And I know that I am a child of the most high God. There are moments on the race where I don’t feel like I am a child of God or I feel like I’m not worthy of love. In those moments, I grow closer to Him like I never have before. Me being called so many names has been a way of God showing me that here on earth, you don’t really have a name but the name that God called you. God calls each one of us chosen, beloved, and wanted, and He puts peace and grace over each and every one of us. We are children of God and He knows us by name. So each time someone calles me kt, ktG( because the (g) Means holy!) or katy, I don’t really care that much. I actually smile and lift my head a little higher because I know God is calling me by my name and He is the voice that matters.
