Learn about me and see old family pics (or tagging across the internet)

Renee Ann Smith —  July 11, 2011 — 28 Comments

A happy place: Bible, coffee, computer

So periodically bloggers play games across the internet where they “tag” each others’ blogs. (We’re like those nerdy tech people who make jokes about gigabytes and motherboards that nobody else understands.) When you’re tagged, you answer a few personal questions and pass the tag along.

Most of the folks I’m in contact with live in other time zones and geographic areas yet we can forge a friendship of sorts because of modern technology. How cool is that!

I was tagged by a sweet bloggy friend named Amber. It’s been a while since I’ve featured her, so I’ll review: She’s a Christian college student from the West Coast, loves the Lord, her family and books, and hopes to be a published author some day. You can follow this link to check out her blog.

Today I’m addressing only one of the fun questions, so here we go . . .

Me, my sister JoAnn ~1967~

Do you have a nickname? When I was little, I wasn’t crazy about my name. My mother named me while under the influence of a French friend. (As long as my father could spell the name, he didn’t care.) I was born in the 60’s and, growing up, ran into few other Renee’s.

My name was tough for some kids to pronounce. I remember two young playmates—boys, of course!—who always called me “Grenade.” As a friend’s son used to say, “Anything’s better with bombs!” (He’s in the military now.)

After I became a Christian, I researched my name and discovered it’s related to renaissance and other such words and means “Reborn.” Learning this reminded me of a beautiful truth from Psalm 139

Me, Mother, JoAnn ~1972~

“Oh yes, [God] You shaped me first inside, then out;Β  you formed me in my mother’s womb. You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something. Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth. All the stages of my life were spread out before you; the days of my life all prepared before I’d even lived one day.

After that time, I was glad to hear my name on my family’s lips, especially when they shortened it to Ren or Rennie.

One of my favorite renditions of my name comes from my 6-yr.-old niece. She never shortened my name as she was learning to talk (she’s determined and goal-oriented) but would struggle to come out with, “Aunt Ruh–aay.”

My niece, me (Mom in background) ~2009~

Several months ago I heard her father coaching her on the correct pronunciation. “Say, aunt,” he instructed. She dutifully repeated, “Aunt.”

“Say Ruh—Nay,” he continued. She complied, “Ruh—Nay.”

He beamed. “Great! Now say, ‘Aunt Ruh—Nay.” She shrugged, said, “Aunt Ruh-aay,” and went back to coloring . . . So that’s her special name for me. Don’t you love it?

God promises that He has a special name for me, too. When I meet Him in Heaven, He’ll share it.Β  From Revelation 2: “I’ll give the sacred manna to every conqueror; I’ll also give a clear, smooth stone inscribed with your new name, your secret new name.”

I can’t imagine what that day will be like, when I hear my secret name on my Father’s lips! Maranatha!

How my niece sees me! (Don't you love it?)

Now on to the tagging. Here are the blog links of some new friends I met when I joined the Christian Fiction Devourers group on Goodreads. (Follow this link to join.) And, bloggers, if I tagged you, don’t feel you have to make a special post. Just know you were thought of and have a happy day . . .

~Rachel at Thoughts from a Compulsive Reader

~Sara at Shoopette’s Book Review

~Gwendolyn Gage at The Way of Impressions

~Jodie at Mom’s Pace

~Cheryl at The Power of Story

(Bloggers, if you wish to join in the tagging, you can see the other questions at this post.)

Renee Ann Smith

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I teach literature in a Christian high school by day and write inspirational fiction by night. I love to share heart-touching quotes and stories here on my blog. So glad you stopped by!

28 responses to Learn about me and see old family pics (or tagging across the internet)

  1. What a great response! πŸ™‚ I especially got a kick out of the comment, “Anything’s better with bombs,” along with your side note that he’s now in the military, LOL! πŸ˜‰

    ~Amber

  2. Interesting about the tagging – only just learned how to do that on FB. Love the meanings behind our names – and how that God controls even that!
    Joy!
    Miss Kathy

  3. Oh, this whole tagging thing is very nice. I would like to join the fun!

    Anyway, your niece is not alone. Some of my students resort to calling me Ms V as they can’t pronounce my name. Not just that. They can’t spell it correctly too… They would either spell it as ‘Vivien’ or ‘Vivienne’ but my spelling is ‘Viviene’ How confusing!

    And… I’m not sure about my name but my dad said when I was about to be born, he was in France and heard the name ‘Viviene’ so he named me that. So.. he was also under ‘French influence’ at that time =D

    http://www.journeyofawoman.wordpress.com

    • Consider yourself tagged! The last link in my post shows all the questions you can answer. And then you just tag a few other blogs to carry on the fun! Glad you stopped in, Viviene πŸ™‚

  4. totally love it today! I always hated my name until I grew up. Now it just is and that is ok with me. I love your special name! Kids are pretty amazing.

  5. I haven’t seen this yet on the web:) Love the story of your niece trying to get your name right. Reminded me of what my niece used to call me when she was little. So cute!!

    • Love the latest pics on your blog, Anna-Marie! You’re really a family on the go πŸ™‚ Thanks for taking the time to visit.

      The “Tag-You’re-It” is just like the type of blog “award” that you pass on where you ask the person to answer some silly questions about themselves and then they link to 5 other blogs and so on. I think it’s just a fun way of socializing and advertizing! The last link in this post shows all the questions. So if you have some downtime on your blog (which you never do), you could tag away!

  6. Names are so important. When I was expecting my son, David and I struggled to find the “right” name for him. Both of us being teachers, made it even more difficult as certain names would remind us of challenging students we have had! I wasn’t crazy about my name when I was growing up. Being a twin I am forever linked to my brother, which don’t get me wrong I love!! We had the same initials so we were known as the M.A.D. twins or the M&M twins! When I was young my family would call me Reene, which I dislike! My high school friends and many adult friends call me Mo, which I like better. Our last name was always mispronounced in school. My brother became Wheels and then I became Mama Wheels! Yeah, I really liked that one! NOT!

    What I really like is knowing that my name is engraved in the palm of God’s hand. (I don’t remember the exact scripture) But it gives me comfort to know that I am important enough to God to be written in the palm of His hand.

    • Maureen, it’s always fun when you share a story here! What was your maiden name? . . . And, I love that verse, too. Thanks for reminding me . . .

      It’s from Isaiah 49: 15 &16a– -“Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you! See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands.”

  7. That was so fun! What a fab nickname!

  8. Awww I love all your nicknames! It’s surprising since my name is Renee Ann too that we don’t have the same nicknames! I always get called Nay-Nay or just Nay and just recently my cousin who refers to everyone as Him or Her started calling me Her Nay! LOL!

    XOXO~ Renee C.

  9. What cute and funny stories you share on this post πŸ™‚ Love the “grenade” nickname! Only boys could think of such things πŸ˜‰ I’m sure girls too πŸ™‚ Thank you for sharing your story and great photos at NOBH! πŸ™‚

  10. What a great way to gather and store your memories! I may need to do this!

  11. Ahh…I love the picture your niece drew for you. There’s a sweet relationship between an niece and aunt. I treasure my nieces, too.

  12. I love the tag idea however, I always feel like I am imposing on people therefore avoid these types of things. I never liked my name growing up and when I would meet new people I would sometimes give them another name. My name means joy gee that is easy however, there is a great story behind my name.

    For three generations on my father’s side there were no girls. So, when I came along oh joy lets name her Joyce. One of the up points to my name is that there was never another Joyce in school. As a matter of fact I never knew of another Joyce until Three’s Company Joyce Dewitt.

    Thanks for sharing.

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